The Arrival of Death

Welcome, Death.

Come inside and make yourself at home.

Come eat my family's bread.

Drink my wine;

And fuck my wife.

Burn my fields and kill my crops.

Slaughter the cows, leave them to waste.

Burn my home to the ground;

And hang my children by the gate.

Destructive.

Beautiful.

Sweet Chaos.

Take me away with you.

Silently throught the trees...

Your cold eyes never lie.

Show me the way to peace.

 

 

 

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