Well, hang in there

'cause I'll be gone soon

I will be off to

a distant shore

So just hang in there

all of you scoffers

I will be gone soon

for ever more

I won't be harvested

by the Reaper

since I belong to

Almighty God

He is a finder

and He's a keeper

He went and bought me

with His Own blood

So do not worry

My days are numbered

I am decaying

here as we speak

It is too late now

I am declining

My body's sick and

it's very weak

LARZ GUSTAFSSON 18/5 2021