Death is in every corner of the earth,
There is no escaping its hollowed grasp.
It lurks in the shadows,
But does not hide from the light.
It fears no evil,
It can not be defeated by any supernatural power,
It can not be transcended.
All there is to do is wait for it,
Because one day it shall creep upon you,
And embrace in its opaque frigid arms.
You shall be swallowed whole,
By the shadow of death.