Inevitable Demise

Beep, beep, beep, beep
The last thing we will ever here
Before we enter God's hands
Guided through his 3 Sheppard's sheep
Laying in bed naked with a slit throat
maybe the blood will wash away my sins
Reminisce of all the bad things I've done 
Hoping God will keep me afloat
What happens when we stop seeing?
Every beauty we have embraced
Every ugly we have been exposed and shown
Will this influence the afterlife and well being?
What happens when we stop hearing
Every voice we've recognized
Every scream we've identified
I can feel it now, is it disappearing?
Here it comes, the feeling of sleep
Will I fade out?
Will I become reincarnated?
Beep, beep, beep, beep