Death Song

A shade lurking
Not in past
Your future coming
Cherish your last

I plague this earth
Since time dearth
As a sly sloth
A bothersome moth

You owe me a dime
A dime of nine
A dime in time
A dime forever mine

No man no beast
Nor kings in the East
Lived through my treacherous claim
Escaped my terrible name.