Mr. Death

A killer's on the loose
You can see his face on the news
Looking so amused
Tying his hangman's noose

He doesn't discriminate
No attributes that relate
Mere chance decides your fate
Puts you in a paranoid state

Mr. Death is on his way
So go on run, run far away
Trample those who choose to stay
He would have got them anyway

Stockpile your food and guns
Man, armageddon sure is fun
He won't stop killing 'till he's done
Mr. Death's rampage has begun

Some may pray for peace
Petition their deities
Yet killing doesn't cease
No god can stop this beast

Some worship ignorance
Label it coincidence
Ignore authorities since
"I know I'm invincible"

Mr. Death is on his way
So go on run, run far away
Trample those who choose to stay
He would have got them anyway

Stockpile your food and guns
Man, armageddon sure is fun
He won't stop killing 'till he's done
Mr. Death's rampage has begun

Mr. Death is on his way
So go on run, run far away
Trample those who choose to stay
He would have got them anyway

Stockpile your food and guns
Man, armageddon sure is fun
He won't stop killing 'till he's done
Mr. Death's rampage has begun



Credits
Writer(s): Zack Payne
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