Mortal life we can't escape,
death is the eternal fate.

Every day's a feeling grave,
constant minutes we can't save.

Fill your life with joy and friends,
happiness that never ends.

Friends and foes with highs and lows,
feel the Earth beneath your toes.

Fate is one we can't escape,
but we can make the small things great.

Memento Mori.

One fine morning I awake, near the shore, beside the lake.
Snow capped mountains I do see,
snow birds sing with endless glee.

Ice like glass upon the lake,
endless people come to skate.

Cotton clouds up in the sky,
ones a dragon,
ones a fly.

Though it's cold with frosty glee,
I feel warmth inside of me.

Through the darkness I will go
high above and down below,
on hallowed ground I dare to tread
along your path I have been led.

I strengthen now as you grow old,
you're feeble now but much too bold

You sit upon a throne of lies,
I hunger now for your demise.

My figure shall not need a name,
I am quite clear, I have no game.

I am the keeper of your soul,
you are a fish inside my bowl.

I stand beside your bed at night,
I darken thee with pain and gripe

Do not turn away in spite,
I am in every sickened blight.

I am the chill upon the wind
I am your foe and evil friend

I am your shadow night and day
upon your soul I'll always prey.

I am Death.

I looked into the midnight sky,
sudden beauty struck my eye.

Shooting fast across the Earth,
burning bright with fiery worth.

It's death was quick just like it's birth,
a spectacle to mother Earth.