Every Tick Of The Clock

Every tick of the clock to my end brings me near But it is only the fear of dying that i do fear The fear of nothingness when i draw my last living breath This is the main reason that i do fear death I envy those who believe in their God's Kingdom in the sky Where with wings post bodily death their souls to will fly I believe that the soul with the death of the body does die But for my very thoughts so much worse off am i Of the praises of God i cannot bring myself to sing Lack of faith it does seem is a soul destroying thing It has created the fear of death in me So much one must suppose for mind poverty And every tick of the clock to my end brings me near But it is only the fear of dying that i do fear.