Death Be Not Proud
Death be not proud, though the whole world fear you
Mighty and dreadful you may seem
But death be not proud, for your pride has failed you
You will not kill me
Though you may dwell in plague and poison,
you're a slave to fate and desperate men
So Death, if your sleep be the gates to heaven,
why your confidence?
When you will be no more
You will be no more
When you will be no more
Even death will die
Even death will die
Death be not proud
Death be not proud
Death be not proud
'Cause even death will die