(Verse) 

What [bad word] of me? 
When you stop listening? 
Do I disappear into the silence? 
Or return from the void with brand new life? 
Will I find a resting place? 
Somewhere to wash my hands and face 
Gathering the harvest 
For all I need 
Collapsing into this place of ease 

 [bad word]  

Singing my Death Song (repeat) 
This is my Death Song