Whether we live or we die young It never works the way you feel Wishing for death is a coward’s work Making it happen is the real deal
Being a coward who wishes an end To a life beset with misery and fear Is easy to do without effort or pluck Try living without those who are dear
I made a pact with the Anti-Christ My death for the price of my soul He took my soul and left me bare Living in misery has taken its toll
The buttons of life and of death Lie in the hands of others than us Wishing for one or the other is for fools They know naught of who decides for us.
Take charge you fool, you witless fool Life is to be lived, so live it well and deep Don’t wish for death you ungrateful wretch Live life to the fullest, until you finally sleep
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