To die is to be free
From a World of Pain
A life of misery
This is the end the of my life
The swipe of a scythe
I scream my last breath
To begin an eternity in death
As my blood ceases to flow
No signs of life to show
Left to rot only I know
For me show no sorrow
And on to the realm of never ending night
For me my best gift
A funeral plight
