Death Shall Come.

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Death shall come

And take me away.

Leaving where he is from,

To tell me I'm done with my play.

He'll pick me up

As I say goodbye.

He flies up,

As I prepare to die.

This isn't fun,

As we fly around.

I would rather be killed by a gun,

Or fall to the ground.

Now I'm a lifeless body

Without a soul to keep.

We land but it seems oddly,

I cannot land on my feet.

I surely am dead,

as I lay there on the ground.

Not able to lift up my head.

As lost souls move around.

Is this just a dream?

Or have I gone insane?

Is this just some random theme?

I cannot think with my brain.

There is no blood, making a stream.

As all my thoughts go down the drain.

No one will miss me

As I leave this earth.

I will flee

When my casket is covered in dirt.

I close my eyes

And breathe my last breath.

As everything dies.

I wait for the embrace by Death.

I go blind,

As things turn to black

I left everything behind

And I can't go back.

Death devours my soul

As my body goes limp.

No more am I whole,

And I can't take another glimpse.

I am not here anymore

As everything turns back to blue.

Now there will be a new corpse,

As Death shall come for you...

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