Working day and night with a frown. Clocking with one or two people, forgetting that they have families. Death be not proud with no sense of pride. You walk around with no heart. You walk around with an empty mind. You have no emotion to your doings. You have no sense of thought to your tidings. I see you as a taboo. You never have the timing, but in the right place at the wrong time. I wish you no more to all of us. Death I dub u death on thyself. O dub thee to sleep forever, never come again with your pains of abundance. Death be not proud for all you bring is a tear full of frowns. No king bids u well, no king would even crown you prince.