You can’t take with you bands of gold
or anything your hands can hold
Your conscience will be tested soon
Your body flies above the moon

 

Beyond the moon your soul can fly 
You always were a lucky guy
Your earthly prison’s steeped in lies 
but truth is waiting in the skies 

 

Your money can’t define you now
Your innocence can take a bow
Confessing all your worldly sins
allows the truth to live again

 

For your belongings you have  fought 
Alas the soul can not be bought
Your dying day has now arrived
He judges you and must decide

 

Your body had all sorts of fun
but that was ended by a gun
Your casket came just yesterday
and now it’s time for Judgement Day