Xero-Kool

Death is a scary thing. It sneaks up on an unsuspecting person, It waits until the perfect time, And strikes so ferociously. You don't have time to think. You're just gone. Death is a scary thing. Just sitting there in the dark, Floating around haunting the people, The cold feeling it sends through the people around it. You don't have time to act. You're just gone. Death is a scary thing. The intense shots it send through us, Or the silent wave that engulfs us, He comes in many forms. You don't have time to want. You're just gone. Death is a scary thing. The deep sadness people have to endure, He just sits there and laughs