When the angel of death comes down after you

Can you smile and say that you have been true?

Can you truthfully say with your dying breath

That you're ready to meet the angel of death?



In the great book of John, you're warned of the day

When you'll be laid beneath the cold clay

The angel of death will come from the sky

And claim your first soul when the time comes to die



When the lights all grow dim and the dark shadows creep

When your loved ones are gathered, gathered to weep

Can you face them and say with your dying breath

That you're ready to meet the angel of death?