It's good to see your face again
I've missed you my old friend
It's good to see that the years haven't met you yet
But I'll let you speak I won't interject
You use a gentle voice when you're speaking
You wipe my tears when I find myself weeping
You've got a crease in your brow
I know that I let you down
But it's your smile I've caught myself seeking
Six feet under the sand
No one left to take a stand
My name is Death and you will take my hand
Your hollow eyes, they're nothing grand
But you have so much to do
So many faces you haven't seen
Your name means something
It means something to me
I'll let you go and have your peace
Super awesome guitar solo for a minute and a half