Death is never satisfied...
It sweeps threw the land claiming all good
Leaving all bad...
It takes without warning time or cause
It eats at the soul and swings on the vine...
So painful death is never warm always cold
It follows us in time never growing old always staying in it’s prime...
It never sleeps only like a cutter erasing all signs
What is death is it afterlife or are you bound for a life in darkness...
The world is crying as every second death reeks havoc over the land
What color is death black blue only some die and live to tell the tale...
While others die and sail to the world after
Or is there a world after
