Death is here to collect her pay, From your poor unfortunate mess ups, She’s a hell of a boss that is here to stay, So I hope you can cross the valley of shadows Where the trees are burnt and water is grey, And your lost with you own after life, And the birds are screaming hip-hip hooray, Sanity and mortality are such fleeting traits, The unknown is big and scary, And they all disappear when we meet our fate, So live your life before death sends for you too, With her alimony checks that declare you’re a fool.
Hello, Adin wrote this during a really good day where he thought to himself that the only way the day would be bad is if death decided to take someone.