Dying Sun
By the powers vested in me
By the entity of choice
I pronounce myself dead
At 4:18 am
I am gathered here
To remember the deceased
within me
Last flames of the dying sun
Will burn my world
Creating a starless universe
Awaiting the [bad word] And for rebirth of angels
I sacrifice this earth
Lowered into the grave
My empty casket
So I can rest in peace
Self created funeral
Will finally purify
By this burial
The stains in me