Tristan Robert Lange

The Master of the Game

Death! 
Call out my name,  
Bring out the shame,  
Nothing’s the fucking same!

 

Death!
What a trip,  
Lost all my grip;  
There’s nothing left to strip!

 

Death!
Let me stay,  
Erase this fucking day;
The metal comes to play.

 

Death!  
Call out my name,  
Don’t try to tame  
The master of the game.