Soon the day will come, the long awaited day.
Here I will leave all behind as I go on my heavenly way.
I will have no regrets; mine was not a blessed happy life.
With many battles fought I finally overcame my earthly strife.

Looking forward to the heavenly awakening is my soul.
Will I be unhappy to reach my awaiting goal?
Or will the voices of Angels singing, sweet words to harps plucked with heavenly chords.
Or will I fight off hordes of evil Devils with only seven wooden swords?

Will Angels help me as I fight my heavenly battles with the Lords of the dark?
Will tiny chubby Angels cheer me in my lonely fight? Or will I succumb to this fearful deadly might?
Can any here on earth answer my questions asked by a dreadful fear deep inside my soul?
Then please do speak up, make things to me clear, perhaps then I will reach my lonely goal.