Time, passed so fast.
Your cut scene was called by your cast.
Now that you’ve shared your last laugh;
they’ve called you back.
There is no more sand left in your hour glass.
You’ve reached the end of your path.
Everything you were remains in your past.
All you’ll leave behind is ash.
Alas, your soul will slip into oblivion.
Rest in peace now, you hard-bitten civilian.
Finally, you’ve been freed of your sins.
The process of your decay is soon to begin.
You’ve been a soldier, on this tough terrain.
It’s an honour to release you from your pent-up worries and pain.
For the last time you’ve faced the sun and kissed the rain.
Your absence is sure to leave your loved ones not feeling the same.
No longer are you to be living, in the same frame.
Go ahead hand me your reigns.
Your soul will soon be without the confining restraints.
It doesn’t matter if you’re a sinner or a saint.
Once I lead you towards Heaven or Hells gate,
You can retire from carrying your own weight.
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