Oh how can one tell
When one's life
Is an eternal hell?
Born to be death
How does one cope
If they do not know
To hang on or let go of hope
Son of death am I
But it is sister dear
That is his joy and pride.
Mother and father
Do not see
Just how powerful
I can be
But, I will show
Show them my glory
Sister dear
This is my story
I will try
Try with every breath
I'll make you proud.....
I'll be the very best Death
People will fear me
And people will scream
Father, this is for you
I complete your greatest dream.






