Too wise you are,too wise you be, i see you are too wise for me...in deaths wake i sit on my bed...with blood driping from my head...drip drip drip....in this world i do not fit, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, my head's crust is starting to break....to the grass i'll never mow: please don't grow ever-again......................so to you i say goodbye,this day in wich i'll surely die................
