Life Begets Death
Living proof of what lies ahead
Into the darkness of the dead
For every breath that one must take
Endless lines attending wakes
Begin to age at time of birth
Evokes the misery without the mirth
Generates souls bound for hell
Every time another fell
Tasting dementia of the vile
Seeds the bitter with the bile
Dredge the moat around Hell’s gate
Equal the sum of all he hates
Attach the wires that guide the strife
Take the swig of liquid life
Hacking the wrists with a knife.
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