Death's Little Tease

Death creeps up like a haunting shadow,
Waiting to prey on the weak and half dead,
No time for escape, He's lurking behind you,
Keep looking around you and watch where you tread.

They're waiting to see you, the next one in line,
You walk a bit faster, it isn't your time
but there's no escaping, there's no turning back,
You know the right answers, it's the questions you lack.

Your heart will beat faster, your body will ache
and just as you panic, your soul he will take,
You give up the fight as you fall to your knees,
Life hovers above you - Death's little tease.

Your last breath will linger, old wounds will sting
and now Death will move over, gliding on wings,
He sees you are suffering and laughs at your pain
Until you lie dead at the end of his game.