Your bag is fully as you will take your flight tomorrow
You will leave behind your brothers and sisters
To a disembodied place which we all fear to know
Left are friends whom were positive during your days
Now that your call has ring and you can't deny
I see tears on your beloved family and colleagues
As we are crying we feel pain of your pitifully departure
Fate has taken you and left us mourning
As your day arrived you fade away like a bird
Your soul separate from your long-sicken body
They've prepare the place of which you will stand
We dreadfully cry in the intervene way
I see them sign the papers of approval
In it written your date of birth and death
You with them spiritual no longer physical
As they busy satisfy your papers of death
Now I see your casket slowly drag down in the hole
I cry aloudly as the soil conceal your casket
Now we commemorate you each and everyday
Why we were born, if we were born to die
