The rein is vastly emptied
The blood flow seethed and stop
His vessels took no actions
His heart gave from sudden throb

His admiration had all left him
He hath withdrawn from natural world
He kept magazines as trophy's
He kneweth not women
Only girls

He spat upon the distance
And treasured his own makes
He gaveth up on love
He figured tis all fake

He wore no modern regalia
As drag just wasn't of importance
A drag of his death stick
A drag of Rigamortis!!!