What if I tell you that I knew when I will die?
What if I tell you that I have already foreseen it?
Will you still treat me as before?
Will you not entitle me crazy?
I can feel the creepy hands of His.
That is forever ready to grab my soul.
And I can see Him standing there,
Smiling bitterly as a sign.
What will happen to me after this?
Will I gain a place in heaven with all my sins?
Have I done good deeds in my forsaken world?
Well, that really needs an explanation.
And I can see him approaching...