I welcome the day we must live.

I welcome the night you will die.

That man brings judgment where ever he goes;

You will struggle—uselessly I’m sure.

He will come in the dead of night;

No warning issued from his lips.

Silently he’ll creep into the safety of your home;

To bring fear that’ll seep deep into your bones.

You may wonder how this will be so.

But know it is coming—I am sure.

You may fret for the rest of your days,

But know that tonight, judgment may fall.