You know that feeling of being followed but never see who it is
And think your brain is pranking you you are not being pranked
That is death he is waiting for your death to eat and you fade away
But never tell them that he is waiting for you because h kills those
Who tell about him he also killed them so you are his next prey
I am not dead because I am death continue reading if you dare
In 1964 a woman wanted to die I was happy the next day she was
Dead and eyes burnt they said it was suicide lucky them
Writing the niece said she wanted to die I was happy next day gone since yesterday her mother said that she wanted to die
Gun armed she never slept I killed her read from in to the rest
You I have killed you , you are in my stomach the end. Happy death I am kidding .