DEATH'S PRIDE
Once I accept a client I protect him, There are no expenses it’s a free service, He cannot think feel or dream, He gets so lonely yet not nervous, The dead stay dumb and completely tarnished, My clients end up in a box mission accomplished. I take thousands of clients in seconds, With a guarantee of secrecy and silence, I’ve offered a change of scene to millions, I’ve given hope to some sick ones, Still, no one hopes to see my face, Not even James Hadley chase. Knock knock who is there I feared, Oh, it’s your loved ones offering flowers most rare, Sorry human he’s safer dead, Leave the flowers on the grave he knows you care, You don’t have what it takes to make this corpse walk, Even you have got a short time to live true talk. Saefhenry osas
