Dead bones,to dead bones say,
rest in peace;you dead,
Who told them the dead at all rest?
Dead bones call the dead; dead,
They enjoy life and forget
totally about death,
The price they can't pay,
with their riches and wealth,
Afraid of dying daily; they pray.
To the dead,they say at their grave,
Rest in peace you dead,
Though only few may rest in peace,
Others may not be allowed
to rest; even in pieces.
Vain is everything; without gain,
Although to the bad and to the good,
Death is a gain, A reward for all of their deeds.
There is life after death,
Only for those that deserv