The Angel of death
Voicelessly whispered
To the Ill forgotten struggles
Of my unrestrained id
"I am here to recall your soul
So...How do you want to go!"
Perhaps...
A bullet in the head
That's what John F. Kennedy said
You can chose
The hangman's noose
When the bottom drops out
You'll be hanging lose
Chose to drown in a dream
Wake up gasping
Turning green
Oh what hell is planed for me
If we all must pay
For ***** deeds
A fire as hot as eternal death
A burning soul
Is all that's left
Old age is such a bore
You decide
Here some more
Cancer seeps
And creeps within
A mutant growth
For every sin
Radiation your only choice
Speak now your inter voice

Death is beautiful
For the righteous few
An extended dream
But not for you!