I tried not to kiss you, but I knew you'd look so pretty with those coins on your eyes, lying in my boat amidst your last sunrise.
My scythe; see now, how it doubles as an oar! My sexy black cape, just makes the dead roar.
Ha,ha,ha! It's how I role- on death patrol- Its how I get my kicks! Sweet serenade, your hair ablaze, in the River of Styx. River of Styx!