A Good Man has died

Eyes are tightly closed now, with air of remorse and sorrow now, no more tomorrow now, that final envelope sealed.

Whisper's sound all forlorn, no more wars are won, our dear friend has gone, a silent face smiling alone.

Pray now for entombed ebony peace, all Arms lowered in respect, a good man has died, now we can all cry.

Rest in peace, farewell, adieu, Amen.