Cessation of all miserable sighs,
No more weepy teary eyes.
Death is thy name, real surprise.
You are the beginning of new lives.
The hell lives on the planet earth,
We grieve here, here we mirth.
I know death what is your worth.
You are like a sleeping berth,
On burning woods or below the earth.
In game of life, the final dice,
Hold me thee, take me to skies.
Cessation of all miserable sighs,
No more weepy teary eyes.
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