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There was never much joy in life for me

And not much terror in the grave

I've worked the hours just to see

That I was not one to save

Waiting for the failing breath

Wishing this one is the last

Longing for the shade of death

Angry at my wasted cast

The shade, the silence that must part

My earthbound bodies life from me

And I hate God with all my heart

Who made me work down to my knee

Although I know that I have lost

Every hope about my life

Worked too hard and then I am tossed

Alone I face my final strife