Death is darkest peek of life, removing the spirits soul br Where all the pain, sufferings, and emotions are let go br When the heart beat stops and the life battery is torn br To the world it is dead, to the after life it is born br Leaving loved ones to sigh, crying effortless tears br Memories savagely strike, of their passed living years br Mothers gone to ruins, fathers scared inside br Brothers and sisters speak of the heavens, where they hope they lie br The rest of the family pained with their loved ones loss br To be forgiven and never to be forgot br Death is a tragedy, colored in essential black br Where once life’s beauty, was then attacked br Leaving nothing to body, but skin and bone br To be infested with critters, till dust ones skeleton shown br To be labeled by a tombstone, to expired by a date br Where the living visits with flowers, until they close the gate br To be feared by stories, and cautious to fall br To a point, told you live one life, and one life is all br Hoping to die, old in our beds br Painless, and calm, sights of angels in our heads br To live life, or suicide, in truth, it’s what you choose br But in reality Death’s a game, that one day we’ll all loose.