Dead is what we call it when someones heart stops beating,
Like when their cells distort from extreme heating!

Icy cold touch to prove you right,
It sails so quick like a kite...

Meaningless gestures to abrupt the fright,
But it's to late he's lost the fight!

Check out this calamity,
As the waves soon become calm at sea!

He's more limp than a sitting log,
Stuck in motion like a spinning cog!

It's time to end this Eulogy!
It's time for the Death of He!

Soon we will all see
The Very Same Fate As He!