Welcome sweet death, release from pain
Death comes quietly in the window, seeking me, and I open my arms to embrace it
Take me from this wretched path I walk, into your cold arms
I have longed for the silent peace you offer
The cold kiss on my brow
The last ragged breath I take sets me free
Thank you for coming so quickly, when I called
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