Bye-Bye.

Hello
All of you
Nice day
At least I hope it is

Or maybe I hope it's raining
So you all can hide your tear-stained faces
And now the rain chases
Me down into the ground
To the worms
Without a sound

So thank you all for joining me
Coming to bid me adieu
On the day of my descent
To the oak roots and the yew

Please, raise your glass
To the grass
I will become
Cry, by all means
Be sad as sad can be
There is a time for mourning
And that time has come

I'd not rob you of despair

If these words serve as anything
If these words should explain anything
Know that I'm not even sad
I came to terms with mortality
(Though not with complete apathy)
A long, long time ago

So, without further ado
Down into the ground I go