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