I am Death 

Black, Cold, Mysterious 

Scythe in hand I amass the wavering, flickering souls from youth to old. 

I watch all from the moment of their genesis to this moment. 

I look into your eyes, now cold and clinging onto life with your cold fingertips.

 
Birth, Childhood, School Days, Summer Dreams, Future Aspirations. 

I raze all of these with a single breath for as you now know, 
I am DEATH.