Death

Fire and water, earth and air
Beware beware beware!
May your kin be saved
From the great beast of grave
Death! Death is his name
And killing is his game
He care not you young or old
Poor as dirt or rich as gold
He shall find your rest
Break you down at your best
No you cannot run
He shall shoot you with his gun
Nor can you try to hide
He will find you with a hellhound at his side
He shall hunt you down
Send you strait to the ground
He shall curse you to hell
Laugh at you as you fell
That dark angel will kill you
He shall see it through
This may seem unreal
All I say is, see you at your funeral