My dying day will be welcomed.
Celebrated, more than a wedding.
Loved more than any other funeral.
Not sooner forgotten than a fleeing friend cruelly brought to their end.

My dying day will bring a glorious uproar that will soar freely.
Lightening the hearts of many
Unburdening the minds of every
One.
Healing the soul of scars
Bring unity from frivolity
Rising age-old joy from the earth
Resurrecting silent peace in the middle of the night.

Soon my dying day will be here
To be regaled
To be enjoyed
I will be remembered not for life but for death.
Not for light but for dark.
On my dying day.