When Death Came Singing

“Let me sing you a song, boy… The kind you only hear once. Are you ready to listen? Are you ready to ride?”

He came to my fire, in the cold night air, Smoke in his eyes, and a hollow stare. He said, “Son, the road don’t end with dawn, But every man carries his final song.”

When Death came singing, I couldn’t turn away, The voice of forever in the chords he played. Not a curse, not a blessing, just a truth so near, When Death came singing, I could finally hear.

The strings were thunder, the notes were flame, Every line he sang carried my name. He said, “Boy, the grave don’t steal your breath, It just writes the chorus you left unsaid.”

When Death came singing, I couldn’t turn away, The voice of forever in the chords he played. Not a curse, not a blessing, just a truth so near, When Death came singing, I could finally hear.

When Death came singing, the night stood still, Every shadow listened, every star bent will. Not an ending, not silence, just the song so clear, When Death came singing… I could finally hear.

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