Grim Reaper
Death be not proud for some have called you might and dreadful but though art not so.
Many fear your icy grip but I do not you hold no power nor control over me.
I' am the master of my fate the captain of my desires.
SO DEATH BE NOT PROUD
It is I who am in control not you. You hold no sway over me vengeful spirit
My Soul is not yet yours to claim.
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