If I am to die

If I were to die tonight, I die a death of shame
If I had died back then, I'd have died with a grin
If I am to die tomorrow, I die locked in the past
But Death is a coyote
He tricks you into think you're dying
He makes you cold when someone's lying
He grabs your soul and closes fist
And laughs because you can't resist

So cruel a man can not be found, though evil rules this world
A fool in love is chained and bound, so people hear no cries
Disguise the shiver down your spine that comes up from another time
I can't get sick but I can suffer, from the pain an empty crime

The days of true joy have been and spent,
but at least they did while they were