If I had this wisdom when I
was alive
I would know heaven and
I would know hell
Like me, the lonely ones,
endless tears. Why do you fear
death when you know it's near?
When you fear no Evil
Who'll tell that death isn't the better way
for the one who live, and for the one who
doesn't want to
The saddest one... is the one who fear
Drowned in pain, a memory will never
change