• God Of Death
    As a god of death flew from the sky,
    A bloody tear raced from my eye.
    I felt the evil, the air felt wrong,
    So, I fell to the ground and whispered this song:
    Oh, God of death,
    We’ve no time to spare.
    I’m ready to go now,
    Kill me if you dare.
    Call the time of death,
    Just pull my plug.
    I must go now, the grave has been dug.
    But if you spare my life,
    I shall pay the debt.
    I will be your wife,
    Or act as ones own pet.
    Just please kill me now,
    God will find me some how.
    Just please don’t spare my life,
    Or I’ll take it with a knife.
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    The god of death came into sight,
    And I saw a narrow strip of light.
    I cried and sang my song some more,
    As he opened up the golden door:
    Why me,
    Why now?
    Do I have to leave?
    What will my friends believe?
    Will they think I disappeared to the moon?
    And why would I disappear so soon?
    And did I say all of my goodbyes?
    Did I have any time to apologize?
    No! I cannot go this way!
    I just will not do this today!
    I will run
    I will be free,
    I will not face this misery.
    I will hide and won’t be found
    Don’t waste your time just turn around!

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    The god of death, so tall and lanky
    Walked right past to a girl so skanky.
    She was broken, beaten and torn,
    Her face showed she was young and worn.
    He had a small notebook at hand
    And with one swift move she was lying on land.
    He picked her up, oh so lightly
    And he carried her to the door so quietly.
    He, shinigami, and her, at death,
    They disappeared in a single breath.