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Creeping Death

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These are some lyrics I wrote yesterday (the first two verses and the chorus at a speech meet, the third verse and coda at a Mexican restaurant in Fremont). The lyrics are from the point of view of Death. Musically, I envision the song starting with an organ playing a normal funeral march, with the drums steadily gaining volume and leading into a guitar riff. After the second verse, I think a brief drum/bass led section leading into a guitar solo would sound pretty cool. Unfortunately, although this sounds really cool in my head, I have no idea how to actually write music, so I'm stuck with this "poetry"

Don't try to run away, boy
Do not make a sound
Cause I'm your final master
And it's time to track you down
Don't try to beg for mercy
You don't need a reason why
Just know your time is over
Today's your day to die

You wanna try to make a bargain, boy?
You'd better guess again
You should never make a gamble
You know you cannot win
No deity will hear your prayer
There's nothing you can do
Cause Death is always creeping
And today I caught up to you

CHORUS:
People still try to avoid me
Will they ever learn
That I can lie in waiting
Around every single turn?
You can be the lowest of the low
Or the greatest of the great
But when the creeping death comes for you
There is no escape

You had a good run here, boy
But you've run out of luck
Because I put you in my sights
And buddy, now you're fucked
No, you can't say goodbye to your family
But please do't think I'm creul
Because I am fulfilling
The job I was meant to do

REPEAT CHORUS

REPEAT 1ST VERSE

Boy, there's nothing left for you to do
And today the creeping death has come for you

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  1. hughes's Avatar
    i should probably point out that this has no intention of ripping off any themes present in the metallica song of the same name. in fact, i had forgotten the existence of that song when i wrote these lyrics
  2. TerrorismYay's Avatar
    You had a good run here, boy
    But you've run out of luck
    Because I put you in my sights
    And buddy, now you're fucked


    favorite line.