He came calling and clawing searching for his bets

We try to stall the reaper but the man always gets his debts

But fear him not for death happens once into the abyss

Living is so much harder facing down the clocks painful kiss

Age pain sorrow torment the days from dawns to dawns

But there's something unique about each of us little pawns

Different goals and desires to find our own little joy

But what we have in common is being the reapers little boy