Vārdi: Voltaire. Come Sweet Death.

You're like a dream
Dipped in delirium.
You're my destiny
And my destruction.
I desire you
I despair of you.
And all endlessly.

Come sweet Death
Sing me a serenade
To wash away
The blood that stains
Every single part of me.
Come on Death
Play me a symphony
Then take me
For a bite to eat.
There's a vendor
Just down the way.

You come to me
In my darkest moment.
I've no regrets,
Nothing left to lament.
No eerie skull.
No scary scythe.
You're a pretty face.
And a warm embrace.
I never dreamed
Death could be so sweet
'Til she came for me.

Come sweet Death
Sing me a serenade
To wash away
The blood that stains
Every single part of me.
Come on Death
Play me a symphony
Then take me
For a bite to eat.
There's a vendor
Just down the way.

Take me away.

Tell the other six,
'Don't stay up late,
We've gone away on holiday,
No need to fear
No need to cry
Just because
This is goodbye.
Goodbye.
Goodbye, cruel world".