Death is the stealer of lives
Stealer of brothers, friends and wives
Stealer of souls
Stealer of everyone you love and behold
Death has no heart
No sympathy
No control
Death is dull
Because sweetheart
Death is dead too
You knew didn’t you?
That’s why death does these things to you
But who will mourn for death? I or you?
Nay, your heart is dead too
Only you have no clue
Death swims in the deep blue
Drowning us all, in the miserable hue
Of life’s decay and that is the way it has to be
For an immortal soul to become free
Yay, now you see
How it’s got to be
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