Death can't love me, hates me she...
For some reason, that's unknown,
Every time I want to reach her,
She just laughs and runs away,
Shows the middle finger from afar
And like misty ghost just disappears.
Not a single hint she leaves,
Where she's hiding? Where she is?
I'm so angry cause of that...
Shove your finger up your ass!
Oh, I'm sorry, little Death,
You don't have one, I'm so sorry.
Bony body yours so empty,
There's no place for ass in it,
Pelvic bone is all that's left.
That's why you are wearing hood,
You're so ugly, pile of bones,
Not like something to be proud of.
I, for sure, would not.
I'll be honest with you, Death,
I'm a little bit offended...
You can't love me, why, my Death?
All I want is just a peace,
Resting - that is all I need
And, if possible, eternal...
You can run away from me,
But I'll tell you, hear me out,
That's no matter what, know that,
I will reach you anyway!
You may run, I'll give you that,
Yet, you cannot hide forever.