It all depends on what you mean

Was that a wail, a shriek, a scream?

Either way, I’m sure you know

You’re dying now, in your final throes

It all depends on why you’re scared

Why should it be you I spare?

A friend, a love, an unrealized dream

Are those reasons why you don’t want to leave?

It all depends on how you see death

Is it a state of freedom, your last breaths?

Think of it as a journey, dear

For I am Death and your end is near

I can judge who remains and who must go

I alone do rule your soul

You beg for mercy, you beg for life

But it all depends on what I decide