If I believe that
death be so beautiful
And the dead oh so
powerful
Truth says none could
ever escape the latter
And none would affect
the very former
Erased by time if
dead is now
Then what shall cause
it to pain and bow
What shall cause it
to gloom and doom
How shall glee
matter?
If it ends too soon
Death, you say, no
don’t say too loud
Afraid that it might
come about
Undefeated and
invincible
Unexplained and
inevitable
Wonder then why so
beautiful?
To devoid you off
what you suffer
Be not afraid O’
brother
It takes your pain
away
Frees your soul lets
you sway
Frees your mind off
your similar kind
In infinity as you
lay
Descendants of star,
here we are
We stay chained by
shackles of time
Stained with the
worldly regime
Don’t you want to be
free?
O’ brother! Death
welcomes you and me
We are her children
She made us run, have
fun
We now need to return
She will protect us
from hell forever
The world is a bad
place they say
Death be our friend
anyway
Dead be a state so
fulfilling
Like a mother and her
child embracing
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