Necrophobia

Every mortal and their fate
Controlled by their death
The masterplan of the day
Has the clock tickin' away
Fate of birth in the lapse of time
Have no fear, face your death
I see the light calling our names
Have no fear, face your death
With each passing day
Begins a slow decay
So far, yet so close
It's for the conscience to know
Have no fear, death is near