Tell me how you will come for me
Will you skulk quietly in the still of the night
Like a thief tiptoeing on padded feet
Trying desperately to stay out of sight

Tell me how you will come for me
Will you march in splendor, a carnival queen
With fanfare and glitz, sound and fury
Making quite sure you’re both heard and seen

Tell me how you will come for me
Will you be an assassin with your dagger drawn
Primed to perforate with your poniard of pain
And ensure my agony will forever drag on

Tell me how you will come for me
Will you bring with you an armload of reels
To play me the movie that was my own life
And show me how the real denouement feels

Tell me how you will come for me
A priest with cap, turban, collar or cloth
To petition me to regret, repent, rue and pray
For salvation from a life of sin, vice and sloth

Tell me how you will come for me
Whatever you do, please don’t end me violently
While old age and disease are most unpleasant
I’d rather not be a statistic, a daily tragedy

Tell me how you will come for me
Will you come as I know you - hood, scythe and mask
If you dispatch me with a quick coup de grâce
I shall follow you gladly, do everything you ask

Tell me how you will come for me
Will you be the one beautiful face I want to see
Will you be the one helping hand that holds me
Will you make it a pleasure for me to cease to be