The One Known As Death

Through the woods of darkness,
Through the grass of day,
He creeps through the shadows,
He is here to stay.

He haunts you when your sleeping,
He stalks you in the day,
Where ever you, try to go,
He is here today.

He will be here tomorrow,
When you are at school,
When your kids are playing,
This land is his to rule.

We know him not by name,
Only by his death,
He is the very taker,
Of our final breath,