Death, oh Death, your cold hands have snatched him away
My heart ruins in sorrow as your cold hands have snatched him before I got to know him more
Death, oh Death, your cold hands have snatched him away As a young journalist curious to learn, we had our first encounter at your home in Fiamah and that has left huge footprints in my life and career. You never doubted my ability, you gave me the chance to prove myself and I barely had the time to return my gratitude Death, oh Death, your cold hands have snatched him away Your eager and passion to get things done against all odds or obstacles remained your notable memory Death, oh Death, your cold hands have snatched him away Now death has finally succeeded; and my thought of blending my enthusiasm with your passion for media development has fallen on an unfertile soil. I believe God has given you the opportunity to dry your tears with a breeze So as long as I live and breathe, I will hold you in my heart and never be apart I will grieve, and then heal and pray, even though I miss you we will be reunited in heaven one day Words are inadequate to convey my gratitude, I appreciate you so much Big Brother Lawrence until we meet again.