What is this i hear?
It’s a breeze
It’s a whisper
The ice-cold breath of death
Death’s embrace shivers my spine

Ah, the excitement
The cock of the gun sounds like the lost chime of a clock
A clock circling … just like my life
I see it pass before me

Is this the ultimate pleasure?
The thing you crave from the day you’re thrown out of the womb

Ah, the feeling
Behold death in all it’s glory
An orgasm which doesn’t last long
Nothing

Is this the end?
…
Or not?