• Death is to sleep forever in a dream,
    Of the sun, the stars, and the moons beam.

    It would be great to forever sleep,
    Even if I had to be buried six feet deep.

    No more problems, no more worries,
    And no more of life's little furries.

    Death is something I want so bad,
    To be born I wish I never had.

    Death is to sleep forever in a dream,
    Of the sun, the stars, and the moons beam.