Death is often romantiCIZED. That doesn't mean that it is romantic by nature. We can imbue whatever properties that we like on the process.

Personally, I went through a period where I found death to be absolutely euphoric. I was at serious risk of suicide not because I needed to escape my life, but because the concept was almost like a drug for me. I stayed for my loved ones and eventually got over it. I've also had times where death seemed absolutely sick and frightening to me. These are more reflections of my own mind than innate concepts of death itself.

When viewing death from the outside, it just feels quiet. There is this absolute stillness which swallows the atmosphere and seems to take something with it. I don't know if this is spiritual or just my own mind once more.