Who is death? How goes the face of the merciless necro. Is he the reaper in the tales told to young and old? The faceless one hooded in black, slashing those with his scythe who's time is up. Riding the nightmare steed thru peoples dreams? is he the dark angel of old? Told to sweep down from the heavens on mighty black wings to take your soul to judgement. Is he the suited cosmic trickster? Using his power to feed his perverted sense of entertainment. Playing us all with puppet strings until boredom causes him to cut the string that is our bond to life. Is he simply a spirit with a job? Filling his quota with our souls. Clocking out when there are so many dead. What is the face of death? I'm afraid when I find out it will be too late to let you know.
