There is a threat by others
A sort of pressure
To conform
To the herd
Even unto death
Who ever said
Being alive was better
Than the alternative
Has never been dead
That is just the fact
I don't expect death to be pleasure
With soft pillows, a harem and treasure
But not having been there
I don't assume that it is better or worse
For all I know, I might be healed
There, there is no cancer or lepers
No sorrow or grieving, no despair
I refuse to repeat after the speaker
The magical words
Life is important
But death is not known
I welcome death
Embrace the scythe of the reaper
Embrace the scythe of the reaper
It will happen when it will
And not before
The seeds have been sown
Bring the harvest
