Out of Sight

To die is to fly upwards to Heaven
Deceased now my darling though half-past eleven
Eternally bound together we rise
Past shrieking sorrows and sunset skies
Though many pass through the gates of hell
Where all who enter may never tell
Of the molten magma and flames that swell
The cruel, cruel laughter towards those who've failed
And somehow I feel when I leave this life
A sense of joy and a sense of fright
For those I love and those I fight
I will forever be rid of and out of sight
Darkness purged and forced into light
No longer a burden, no longer a fright
For now I am forever and always
Out of sight

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