i will embrace death
with open arms
slowly losing my breath
fleeing from all harm
send me on my way
let’s march to the grave
take my meaningless life away
there’s nothing left to save
what is the meaning of life
to live is to die
marching to the grave
from birth till our dying day
all the answers to life
can be found on the way
marching to the grave
let me rest in peace
bury my disgrace
life has taken to me
to a far away place
my mind is at ease
let me die now
and forever hold my peace
as i sink into the grave
what is the meaning of life
to live is to die
marching to the grave
from birth till our dying day
all the answers to life
can be found on the way
marching to the grave
marching, marching
marching to the grave
marching, marching
marching to the grave
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 1993
We’re all marching to the grave. Great piece my friend.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. We are heading that way, but this was written in the angst of my teenage world. Appreciate you.
Damian
The seventeen-year-old you were going through it. This is really good to be penned at 17
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I went through it many times in this life, but the teenage angst in me always went for the jugular. lol. Well, 17 year old me smiled inside, and said thank you. He never thought he was the bees knees if you know what I mean. lol. Appreciate you.
Damian
Superb work. Powerful.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Shades of the future Damian DeadLove. 🔥
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Alexandria. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Teenage angst sometimes made up for the lack of experience I had when it came to writing back then. Appreciate you.
Damian
Pretty deep thought for a 17yo to be considering the inevitability of death. Seems the art of poetry & philosophy started young for you. In my experience the general emo trends of the 90’s facilitated my poetic curiosity. It’s fun to read my own teenage writes but I’ve not been brave enough to share from that far back even with editing. 😝 ha! I didn’t have your level of skill at 17, though. Kudos!
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Ruby. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I was pretty angry at the world at 17, not that my attitude has improved much since those days, as far as the world is concerned. I started at 14 or 15 yrs old. I would turn 18 a couple of months after writing this one. I started out trying to write Hair Metal lyrics, they were horrible and I would never share them with anyone. We all start somewhere, Ruby. Appreciate you.
Damian
Seventeen year old you may have been going through it, but even then, you were a good songwriter, you just didn’t have the maturity only age can bring.You certainly had skills though.
Powerful and emotional, Damian.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you dig the lyrics my friend. I just realized today that I was better than I gave myself credit for, I’m my own worst critic. lol. I think all writers are that way though, we hold ourselves to our own high standards. My biggest problem was I never took time to appreciate what I was doing, that’s something maturity brings for sure. Thanks for your continued support. Appreciate you.
Damian
It’s my pleasure, truly.
From our first breath until the last, we’re marching to the grave. But what we do in the interim…ah, that’s where it gets interesting. I did a quick math check & it tells me that I am only 5 years older than you. I remember these feelings at that age. A friend once told me “Girl, you do morbid so well!” Even at 17 you had vision & rhythm. And the evolution was so worth the journey to who you are, my friend
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with these old lyrics my friend. No way, everybody used to say that about me as well. I was morbid or dark, because I questioned authority or why us humans do what we do. Glad to know I wasn’t alone my friend. You’re much too kind, but it’s nice to hear anyhow. lol. Appreciate you.
Damian