A life extinguished in its prime Summoned by the bell's strident chime A bemoaning family laments An Obolus the payment for a life that has been spent
Silent and stiff In rigor mortis' grip
[Chorus:] The die is cast How quickly one's time can elapse The ferryman will take you on your way The coin's been passed Empty is your hourglass In a lightless chamber, the cold slab awaits
Stained sheets, the darkest shade of crimson Bloated by the onset of decomposition No one will mourn over his death An Obol forced inside your mouth before your final breath
Silent and stiff No tears shed for a life now forfeit