Death the Keeper
Death the keeper of the keys,
His occult feats he vaunts with ease;
“Espy the fallen human race,
In death’s destructive space!”
Death the guardian of time,
Espousing his pernicious rhyme;
“But naught of men will rise again,
From my ungodly pen!”
Death the minister of hate,
His spitefulness dost enervate!
The malice that resides within,
Arousing such a din!
Death the arbiter of lies,
Unpleasantness we should despise,
“Pray that Adam’s race be shamed!
Profanity exclaimed!”
Death the wizened and forlorn,
Upon his bark to Sheol borne,
His sordid tongue provoking fear,
And grievances austere…
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