I know you're coming to find me I can feel the sense of dread In your books, the Qur'an and the Bible And now as I lie in this bed I can see the end is nearing And the light is coming close As I turn to face the black sky Becoming covered in the darkness' cloak It's scary, the thoughts of a dying atheist Converting, the scenes of a life without Reborn, just before the ending Out of time to correct The life of a dying atheist The thoughts of a dying atheist The time is left To attempt to right The wrongs in a life That's been without light And to change the thoughts Of years of woe And listen at last To the words of hope And change the thoughts of a dying atheist The end is nearing, slowly I just lie down to rest And close my eyes in silence Considering the wine and the bread As the philosophy of my life Falls apart at the seams And the worrying about our human lives Seems worthless and completely obscene The life of a sinner Eternally damned Facing corruption At Lucifer's hands