Death

Vaunted death thy powers are great, You wield them against both vale and state, No one is safe once within your arms Great or small they succumb to your charms. But hold before you bloat with pride, For, you are only a vehicle, to the other side, So do not, gloat, or think, you’re higher, You, serve us merely as a taxi for hire. Without you we could not rise to glory, To join the Lord and laugh at Hells fury, So death your services we will no longer require, Go take yourself off; it is your turn to expire.