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I walk the path of unwavering despair
Hoping one day i will find you there
On my way forward i see a strange figure
With red glowing eye, It is tall and limber
Closing in closer and closer
I began to realize it is none other then Mr.Skeletore
-Good day death i say with a nod
-Good day indeed he replies with tug on his hood
-No killing today?
-Ahh wrong you see, I kill and i kill constantly
-I kill and i kill everyone that i see
-Everyone? my friend does that include me?
-Eventually, He replies with a smile
-But your time is not now, But some way, Somehow
-You may go in the night, You may go in the light
-You may go in your sleep, You may go awake
-You may go in peace, You may go with a weep
-I will take you when your time is right
-For all you know it could be tonight
-My friend could you give me a sign?, Anything at all to tell me my time
-An hourglass with the time pouring down?
(Death stare's with a glare and a frown)
-You want to know when you will go?
-That make's it no fun, ya know?
-Fun is not my concern, This day that i die
-Of this day i must learn
-Your speaking i riddles, Your speaking in tongues
-Your speaking of my death, And it being fun
-Yes my child that was a clue
-A clue to your death, A clue to you
-My death will be fun?
-Could this be true?
-Figure it out but whatever you do
-Don't let this control you, Don't let this takeover
-Seek the answer, But don't look to hard
-You see i gave you the clue now the answer you need
-If you let this control you it can be worse then greed
-Now go my child, Rest your head
-Go my child before you are dead
When i reached the end of the road
I turned around
And i saw lying there on the ground
Your dead body, Still fresh and warm
When i spoke to death why wasn't i warned?
Death clenches his fleshless hand upon my shoulder
And say's "my child i thought you wanted to know the secret
The clue i gave you, Was it not what you wanted?
Was it not enough?
Enough it was
Then why are you so down?
I gave you what you wanted, Now why the frown?
You gave me no warning of my love's death
You took her life, You tour her fleash
Indeed i did, And for that i am sorry
But you see this is what i do
At least i speared you
Now go
Say your goodbye's
Give thine fare a kiss
Let her soul know she shall be missed