If only I'd known how cool death is I'd have killed myself sooner

So Peter Steele is dead. You know the lead singer/ringleader of Type-O-Negative, those purveyors of gloomy, yet incredibly popular, heavy metal. It's hard to feel bad for a dead dude who penned songs like Everyone I Love Is Dead, Everything Dies, Die With Me, and I can go on and on. If anyone is suited for the cold embrace of death it's Pete Steele. Anyway, I'm hardly ever crushed when rock stars die. It's better to stay rock and roll forever than to degrade into self parody.