The Seraphym to the Angel of Death

Tell me what you see
when you look upon humanity-
the faces, the races, the nakedness or decency?

There was a time in the eons
when I recognized their beauty
yet forever's a long time to stand by this duty.

To watch the jealous horde
who have every freedom, his love!
yet scorn their ephemeral nature compared to those above.

I have seen them squander freedom
and it makes the women hags
the men who beat their chests and expel their hot windbags.

I tell you little Samael
do not regret your job
when they cry that their time is up
have no mercy like their snobs.

We are here to perform flawlessly
not to question why
and never to regret
that they all have to die.