"do not go gentle into that good night"
nights deep dark ending
as light fades we go with rage
death tip toes near us
tears falls but none saved
death comes riding on black wings
blinding us in fright
screaming we rage on
burn we lusting for more time
he reaps what we sow
we must go we must
kicking fighting all the way
in the end we fade
gentle nights are not good
rage we must
rage
