So Death arrives to take the soul of an elderly man in a nursing home, but the man has one last request - he wants to hear his favorite hymn one last time. And Death is really a nice guy, so he does his best and enlists a druggie grunge band and an African-American gospel choir.
Batman and Robin are passing by.
Robin: Holy Holy Holy Holy Batman!
(If you don’t get the reference, please just ignore this, and I can delete it when I’m in a functioning state)