A death worth living.
Dying is the final task.
Your casket lays in the sun to bask.
As they lower your body in a hole.
Up above flies your soul.
You embrace death like an old friend.
My grave stones there, with the others it does blend.
When people die, they tend to forget.
As I look down on all the people there’s no regret.
Though life is such a precious gift.
It’s an amazing thing to have your soul lift.
But it wasn’t for me I left to soon.
It was my own accord, my life was a typhoon.
Suicide is the last resort at any time.
But don’t act as if I made this decision on a dime.
It was thought out for a while.
As my soul soars my troubles tumble from their pile.
I will walk with my fellow companions.
Forever on Earth we aren’t the champions.
There is nowhere for people like us.
So we roam around without a fuss.
Do not mourn we are happy now.
As we stand here, our heads bow.
We never could be one to make tame.
Don’t worry we show no shame.
Your casket lays in the sun to bask.
As they lower your body in a hole.
Up above flies your soul.
You embrace death like an old friend.
My grave stones there, with the others it does blend.
When people die, they tend to forget.
As I look down on all the people there’s no regret.
Though life is such a precious gift.
It’s an amazing thing to have your soul lift.
But it wasn’t for me I left to soon.
It was my own accord, my life was a typhoon.
Suicide is the last resort at any time.
But don’t act as if I made this decision on a dime.
It was thought out for a while.
As my soul soars my troubles tumble from their pile.
I will walk with my fellow companions.
Forever on Earth we aren’t the champions.
There is nowhere for people like us.
So we roam around without a fuss.
Do not mourn we are happy now.
As we stand here, our heads bow.
We never could be one to make tame.
Don’t worry we show no shame.