In death, there is no pain,
In death, there is no hatred.
In death, there is no darkness,
In death, there is no danger.
In death, there is no fear,
In death, there is no scorn.
In death, there is no light,
In death, there is no greater release.
In death, there is no joy,
In death, there is no love.
In death, there is no company,
In death, there is no intimacy.
In death, there is no happiness,
In death, there is no devotion.
In death, there is no solitude,
In death, there is no finer rest.
In death, there is no innocence,
In death, there is no guilt.
In death, there is nothing to think over,
And that is why they call it death.
