They say your life flashes before your eyes before you die.
*Every moment. Every emotion. Just floods right through.*
While that's true, it's nothing compared to watching your death.
*I never thought I'd be able to watch it.*
That very moment where your heart stops or where you are found.
*Well, I feel bad for whoever has to clean that up.*
That very moment, when they put you in the ground.
*Why did it have to rain?*
Then, the real fun begins.
*Wait a second! Why am I still here?*
The worst part isn't dying, it's the sheer lack of a restful end.
*There's just nothing...*