My death will take me somewhere new;
My death will gift a new black suit.
Oh, yes, 
I'm fond of death.

I have no time to crucify
My enemies; they soon will die,
Suppressed.
I'm fond of death.

You've been a star before your death,
Before your death you were the best.
Behold:
Now you're too cold.

I carve you in my callous heart;
I thought you were immortal, but
It's wrong;
Now death moves on.

I won't see the End of Days;
I won't pave a million paths;
I won't see your pretty face;
'Cause I am...
So fond of death.