Land of the Dead

Blue sky turns to black,
Green sea turns to red,
Welcome to the land of the dead.

Please leave your soul at the door,
As you wont need it anymore.

Please find your fire,
Your funeral Pyre,
And lay yourself upon it.

You will feel no pain,
Atop the cleansing flame,
For soon you'l be,
Reborn again.

Spirit cleansed,
Mind erased,
A blank look upon your face.

Almost ready,
To live again,
To be sent back to the mortal plane.

Body and soul will be renewed,
As you start your life anew.

Please visit again,
But not too soon.

Now lets send you back,
Back to the woomb.