>As I walk through the shadowy back alley behind life, I looked, and beheld an ivory tower, and his name that sat on it was Death
>So you like to reap parents? Well I must reap-pair the festuring hole of sadness left when you met my makers. I was just a kid when you dirtnapped my family, my heart broken, part of it taken before it's time, and the rest in pieces. You came for them but I'm coming onto you. Your biggest boner was leaving me to sow my seed of vengeance, bone head. Now I have a Grim job to perform, so get your coccyx ready for a licking. Your bucket's about to get kicked. Your face bone is about to be connected with my fist bone. You must be six feet under to get on this ride of your afterlife.