Death is like the breeze that passes you by,
The breath of death is intoxicating,
Breathe in deep; Breath hard.
It can see you,
You can't see it,
It will take thy soul.

I is an adventure,
Death! My friend, my family, my life,
It teases you, it kills you, It
Scares you. Scars you.
Takes the ones you love,
Leaves the one you want dead,
Die! It ain't no lie,
Goodbye world,
Hello God! Don't care,
Death! My world, my life.

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