Klaus Nomi - Death

Thy hand, Belinda; darkness shades me
On thy bosom let me rest
More I would, but death invades me
Death is now a welcome guest.

When I am laid in earth, may my wrongs create
No trouble, no trouble
In thy breast.

When I am laid in earth, may my wrongs create
No trouble, no trouble
In thy breast.

Remember me,
Remember me,
But aaaaah
Forget my fate,
Remember me!
But aaaaah
Forget my fate.

Remember me,
Remember me,
But aaaaah
Forget my fate,
Remember me!
But aaaaah
Forget my fate.