The Four Horsemen Of The Apocalypse 4 Death Poem by Owain Glyn

I am Death!
Your nemesis.
I shall kiss
Each and every one of you!
You think you know me
I know you fear me.
I am the sweeper
The keeper of your time!
My brothers come before me
They'll take your world apart.
They decide your ending
They bring another start.
We gave you all the choices
To protect this blessed land.
And what you did was rape it
Turning verdant into sand.
Well, I reaped your Adams
I collected Eve.
And I shall reap all your poor souls
Now, will you believe?
Listen for the beating wings
The black crows that I send.
Then understand, you mortals
The message, I portend.
For this, I now can tell you
For you, it is too late
I am here to reap your souls
And seal your final fate!
And when you've departed
We shall start anew
The beasts and birds and fishes
Replacing each of you!