Memento Mori

Behold the flames inside in his eyes
Before they´re closed forever
Make his heart speed in surprise
Before it ends all beating:
-Slower or faster

Please him in all the ways of love
Before his body gets frigid
Embrace his hands like in a glove
Before on his chest they lay:
-Not soft but rigid

Lay him in a bed of roses
Before he lies in the deep grave
Wet his lips in the sweetest doses
Before mild gets bitter:
-Red gets gray

Pay attention to the melody
Before shut is his voice
Love him not in secrecy
Before his feelings die:
-He has no choice

Remember death walks right behind
Before her ice claws reach us
So enjoy little mortal delights
Cause she spares no one:
-Neither the poor nor the richest

(The Bleeding Rose)