In death, I wish to fade away,
Without any heartache or pain.
To drift away, at end of day,
Late at night in the pouring rain.

With raindrops upon the rooftop,
In the gentleness of the night,
As my heart does finally stop,
And my soul loses earthly sight.

Whatever comes will be alright,
As I ease on away from here.
My immortal soul will take flight,
Beyond all the pain and the fear.

Seeking some way above the fray,
Away from this moment in time.
Seeking to find some better way,
An existence much more sublime.

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