In shadows deep, where sorrows lie,
I sing my own death cry.
A melody of pain, hauntingly high,
Echoes through the night sky.
With each tear shed, a note will chime,
A requiem for this soul of mine.
Serenading darkness, I cannot deny,
The tragic fate that's drawing nigh.
Through a broken heart, the lyrics flow,
A symphony of despair, breathing woe.
Oh, how my vocals tremble and sigh,
As I face the end with a mournful sigh.
But even in death's grip, I'll raise my voice,
A testament of life's final choice.
A melody of freedom, no longer tied,
Singin' my own death cry, far and wide.
Though the world may weep, and darkness sigh,
My spirit escapes, and soars on high.
For in these final notes, I shall defy,
The inevitability of goodbye.
Singin' my own death cry.
IF I COULD SING TO MY OWN DEATH