Nevermore.
 

Consider man how you should go
And study in what plight you've thrown
In filth you're sown, in filth you grow
The worms shall eat you for their own.
Three days of bliss you hardly know
Three days of bliss before you go.
On planet Earth all life is woe?
On planet Earth presence not known.

With weeping we come
And so pass away
In pangs we start
In dread you'll stay
In dread we'll depart
In pangs we'll end
Before you sinned, you sinned
Consider man that life is too short
Exhort free will, before you're caught up
The seeds we grew up, and no longer drones
The worms shall eat you for there own.

And as you cry out in detest at your last onset.
The raven will cry nevermore, and grant you the most disgusting peace.
Thrive in your sins.
Father.