So I'm not sure if you know that guy, his name is Life
Yoh! We have issues, he makes me want to take my knife...
His constantly in my face
Life's like," Uhm.. You not keeping up with the worlds pace..." ...
DEAD, with their eyes to the foe,
Dead, with the foe at their feet;
Under the sky laid low
Truly their slumber is sweet,
Though the wind from the Camp of the
Slain Men blow,
And the rain on the wilderness beat.