Hey+Death,+Bring+It

Hey Death, Bring It Hey, Grim Reaper, Ender of All Also known as Thanatos, Osiris and Nergal You and I need to chew the fat Before this disagreement of ours descends into combat

I know you intend to take my soul When I'm old and tired, stuck in some retirement hole Or maybe you'll make your move when my back is turned Engaged in some battle where Valhalla is earned

Well I'd just like to say, if you try such an act I can't guarantee you'll come away intact So don't try playing any shadow games That crap won't help you achieve your aims

Don't think that you'll beat me fair and square But hey, bring it on if you think you've got a pair Maybe you'll win, and off to St. Peter I'll go Or maybe it'll be your cowled butt I'll overthrow

But this doesn't have to turn into a fight Maybe amicable enemies would be alright You could mind your business, and I could mind mine And so both of us can go on being fine

But if you begin to feel that psychopomp itch I'd recommend you suppress it, or end up in a ditch Because if this comes to blows then that is it There's not enough room in this world for us both to fit