Death for Us All

For I am Death, the ripper of every last soul,

The shadow that looms, the tolling of the bell's toll,

A figure of fear, a specter of dread,

I am the final truth, the end that lies ahead.

No man can escape me, no woman, no child,

I come for all in time, my touch so cold and wild,

I am the great equalizer, the leveller of fate,

I am the final door, the ultimate gate.

From kings to peasants, from paupers to lords,

I take them all in turn, with my silent accord,

I bring an end to joy, to love, to pain,

And in my wake, only memories remain.

But do not curse me, do not lament,

For I am but a servant, a force heaven-sent,

To end the suffering, to ease the pain,

To bring about the ultimate release, the final gain.

So do not fear me, embrace me instead,

For I am the end that comes, the final thread,

That ties us all together, in this journey we call life,

And in my embrace, we find eternal rest, free from strife.