Hello from hell; oh

Hello, from Hell; oh:

After I was dehumanised over months, and after I lost all my rights, the first of which was my right to self-determination; I don't wanna die, but if death is inevitable, I don't wanna die alone while I am handcuffed and blindfolded. I prefer to die while looking at the stars in the sky, enjoying my favorite music, surrounded by my family.

And after I die, I want a spacious grave that can accommodate all my dreams and ambitions.

We used to love life, we now love to die while feeling it.

Here we don't say "rest in peace", when someone dies, but rather we say: he rested and left us to suffer alone without him, and without peace.

I want for this war to die, and for death to take a long rest, and I want peace and relief to occupy my people's hearts, forever.