• Death is the talk,
    Death seems to stalk.

    Never trust him,
    Or your life will go dim.

    Death is cruel to all,
    It takes all the loved ones away.

    My best freind trusted Death,
    He then was found in the abyss,
    Of what to do in this miss.

    He trusted the untraceble,
    So therefore he became Untraceble.

    Death is a cold feeling of greif and burning fire,
    The one you pick is your desire.
    -Zac