Death, come close and embrace me tight
Before my 30th dawn, claim me in your night.
I invite you, come and take my hand
Spare me sorrow, this mortal land...
In your dark grasp, I'll find my peaceful nest.
A refuge from life's pains, and troubles' unrest
Take me from this mortal world, with all its strife
And in your eternal arms, let me find my life.
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