Death comes swiftly, I heard them say
A creature of the night that wanders the day
A vile and worthless immortal created by the gods to end our suffering
Make haste serpent! Take me away!
Alone and cold in the rain, I lay
I heard him coming, from the abyss, screeching, slithering…
Suddenly, I felt a hand pressing against my gaping wound
And a warm breath against my cheek
“Fear not my love, worry no more, the sparrow will take you home”
It was her, my redemption, and no more was I alone
“Pay no mind to the trickster in black that cometh yonder
“Just follow the sparrow my love lest he rip your soul asunder”  

He’s had arrived, I could smell the putrid odor emanating from his presence.
Death was here! The relentless being!
Hissing and rattling, depicting his dominance  
“Where are you oh sparrow?” I cried frantically as he dragged me away.
Over the ravine and into the blackness
I was awoken by the grass brushing against my face.
Too tired to open my eyes, I cried for I knew, death would never let go
As I felt its grip tighten, in fear I opened my eyes just in time to see,
The millions lying lifeless beside me
What a shame, the sparrow never came
Life or death, it’s all the same