Death: Black cloak–black with fear.
With scythe in hand, year after year,
Harvesting man after man:
Some to glorify. Some to damn.
Some will beg him with tears.
Some will gladly shake his hand.
Death.
Death: Black cloak–black with fear.
With scythe in hand, year after year,
Harvesting man after man:
Some to glorify. Some to damn.
Some will beg him with tears.
Some will gladly shake his hand.
