Reaper, wrapped in gold.

Treat Death like an old friend,
for he is not the villain.
Just like you, he was condemned,
to reap innocent souls in the million.

Treat Death with respect,
for he understands your struggle.
He has been watching every time you wept,
and even helped, no matter how subtle.

Death was once a person too,
he was an oh, so gentle soul.
Yet the peoples fear for him grew.
Because he was a reaper, wrapped in gold.