Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

I'm living a down and out life It's like ECG, when you are at the peak You will fall to the bottom I'm like a filament lamp, very shiny But do not go gentle into that good night Old age should burn and rave At close of the day, rage Rage against the dying of the light Though wise men at their end know dark is right Because their words had forked no lighting They do not go gentle into that good night.