I remember one night when it looked so dusky, The voice of a man heard very loudly, He was talking to Mr. Death seriously. He bellowed, 'Mr. Death, I can see you stand lonely; And I know you want me to escort you closely; But, Mr. Death, I am the Mors so you dismiss carry it out directly; Because I am the Mors! Mr. Death, believe me! ' He shouted again; and again too brashly, Till the night turned into noisy. He bellowed, 'I remind you that I am not afraid of you, certainly; That you only Mr. Death; And I am The Majesty; Because I am the Mors surely! ' But, the voice of man disappeared suddenly, And I've never heard anymore, the man shouting to Mr. Death very loudly.
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