To My Life,
To my Life,
Do you hear the hunters howling?
Clad in the skins they ripped in my name?
Do not blame me.
I gave them the furs, but you gave them the cold.
I gave them the flame, but you gave them the fear.
I am the hunt, but you are the hunger!
They love me not and sing your praises,
But I put the spear where you gave no claws,
I put the arrow where you gave no speed,
And I offered an axe where you denied shelter.
An axe is an axe, an invitation only. Fell the tree or the elements fell you...
they love me not and sing your praises but all ends lead to me.
Yours, Death x
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