The Widow Makers - Sooner Or Later

 We've got it on good authority from our associate in Britain that knows the band members of The Widow Makers that they are a laid back group, pretty much home bodies when not touring or playing a gig. Somehow that doesn't jive with their seeming  obsession with death centering in the songs they've sent to us. Make no mistake, they're fine musicians, some of them classically trained. So why heavy metal, why so many songs about death? We're not sure, but they're not the only ones to be obsessed with the end of us all. Philosophies and religions of the world have been trying to make sense out of death as long as there has been humans with the brain capacity to contemplate it. Some are afraid of it, which to our minds makes no sense. Of course fear of the unknown in general is a human trait, but the inevitable is what it is: The End. Period. Whether you believe in anything after death, that is your decision. To our minds, there's but two possibilities; Either there is some form of awareness after death, or there is not. If there awareness, we'll have to deal with that when it happens. If there is no awareness, then it doesn't matter because you won't know it any way. So maybe the band's attitude is the healthy one to take. Explore it, don't deny it, roll with it, create because of it. Death really is life's last  great adventure.

The swirling, evil maelstrom
Spins over all of your heads
You think you are immune from it
But sooner or later you're dead!

Realize your mortality
No one gets out of this alive
No matter what you may believe
No matter how hard you strive!

Boogie on, pathetic human
The scythe wielder
Has your number and address
He is a perfect yielder

Come to terms, ignorant human
Come to terms with your death
Come to terms, with your passing
Come to terms with your last breath!

Realize your mortality
(Come to terms!)
No one gets out of this alive
(Come to terms!)
No matter what you may believe
(Come to terms!)
No matter how hard you strive!
(Come to terms!)

The swirling, evil maelstrom
Spins over all of your heads
You think you are immune from it
But sooner or later you're dead!