Death
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Death, is a jealous fellow
he has no age, grace, nor liking
it considers not woe, nor sorrow
he displays a complete arbitrary arrival
he does not consider survival
and lingers with denial
he can care less about revival
for he is every one of your rivals
Death, is a jealous fellow.
He plays his game, like he plays the game of Life
rolling the dice, as if there's no tomorrow
because everything you have is only temporary
it's only a borrow
he will not have sympathy
because you live every moment fearfully
he will achieve victory, skillfully
for you are a part of his tyranny
in where he collects his symphony of enemies
for Death is a jealous fellow
and indeed, the truth is hard to swallow.