Sword and crown are worthless here, I invite everyone to dance
Laborers, lawyers, church and gown; all make their little prance
This life is full of random death, and heaps of grief and shame
So few are soothed by, "Accident"
You want someone to blame
Fire, plague, and strange disease; drowned, murdered or if you please
A long fall down the basement stairs; none are expected, no one cares
I often must work very hard, sweat running down my skin
After the dance, I then must rest; and the eating can begin
Time to eat! Death is the ultimate equalizer. All have a right to be eaten.