

The Quandary of DeathWept the reaper, I am the death door's keeper. You must think my life wrought of death, As you should now drawing near last breath.The Quandary of Death
Yet listen now and listen true, 'Tis not so bad to be one such as you. As I lean upon this great crutch, Mine is a tale of lonesome sorrow such.
Least you have had your life, Here you've lived with your sweet wife. Never have I tasted of such a beauty, Solely have I served in empty loveless duty.
As I now clutch this stick and knife, Remember, this and this alone is all my life. While your heart has burned wit
Modest Sunrise
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