Death Note

What do we do when the music is gone?
We cannot go home and sleep,
The day is still too young.
We will die of boredom.
The band is gone and their music with them;
And this sun has refused to go to bed.

We will make music of our own.
We no longer need the band.
We will use humans as violins and cellos;
Their necks are perfect for strings.
They’ll make music more beautiful than the violins ever did.
They’ll see to it that we have fun
And retire to our beds in glee.
Pray that nothing goes wrong,
We’ll slit the string if they refuse to sing.

Younglan Louis