At the very end of all things
Life is attached with no strings
It’s the truth that death brings
For both peasants and kings
Making place for something new
A new life unspoiled with no clue
Eventually finding it’s end too
It’s reality so definite and true
There is an end for each season
This all happens for a reason
One will change from within
When meeting the reaper so grim
For all the deeds that been done
The grief and pain must be gone
Before we see the rising sun
And a new day has begun