Time is a cunning thief , no one’s a boss when the silent stop watch ticks away from life wicked tricks the ones that seem to kick .

Death is a silent watcher one wrong move and you’re a goner , slowly lost in the unknown with no way to get home .

The reaper of my mind chasing me through time , leaving me lost as my feeling are tossed to the side as you begin the ride .

I was a living curse bringing everyone down with my mood , a living corpse wandering the earth .

There nothing worse than your future being stolen like a purse it’s something you can’t rehearse .

A cost of a life equals the loss of a wife , your wealth cant save you when you reach the end as you descend to the depth of darkness .

I never died when I took my last breath , I was gone way before my body got laid to rest .