Looks like some fresh meat (Ha-ha, ha!) Easy pickin's (Heh-ha-ha!) Dead souls a-walking (Heh-ha!) Come on, bring your weak, puny bodies closer here!

I'm the Angel of Death, Destroyer of life, And the one that you fear that comes in the night, And when you're alone, and snug in your bed, I roam through the skies and search overhead!

I fly through the darkness, deciding who's next, And squeeze on their hearts, and strangle their necks,

And tell you the truth, if you stare at my gaze I might entertain you and dance on your grave!

(Ha-ha-ha-ha!)

(Thunderclaps)