O Death, My Beloved!

Holding my hand, 

O Death, my beloved, 

Thou made me leave 

This embodiment of lies, 

All about love and peace,

Promised to me, 

Again and again, 

But only to abstain 

From it throughout! 

The embodiment of lies,

Which we call life, 

Something breaking us, 

Gifting our just grief, 

Agonizing us overmuch, 

And we are preached 

To love it, to respect it, 

Just for the reason being,

We are living it! 

For I realized my hatred for life, 

Too early, too soon, just when 

I found my love for thou, 

O my death, the truth, 

Most feared, most unloved, 

For just the truth of thy existence,

By the world adoring only lies! 

O death, my beloved, 

How I waited for thou forever, 

Biding this journey of life, 

For thee to come for me one day, 

With all thy verity and candor, 

To gift me my peace till eternity, 

That my life always denied!

And today is that day, O Lord! 

When in a carriage, thou came for me

All dressed in black, 

And I, graced in a white. 

Holding thou hand, I smile,

With a bouquet, embosomed, 

Welcoming thou with all my heart, 

To take me along, on a final journey 

To the last home of comfort, 

Far far away from this town,

There on the abandoned

And the most infamous yard, 

Where my new home will be,

And my beloved death, O Lord,

Will, there be with me, 

Where I will be resting 

In peace forevermore!