Monty Oum, you made a show that made me cry and now I have to say goodbye. Show that made my days bright now whispers you to sleep in the night. things that help me get through the year, now I know will not disappear. Things I share and secrets that I keep now just cause me to silently weep. I'm seeing you now things I say. Crying angels rest your head to lay and so fear the death that creeps. It saddens me for many weeks, that I had to say goodbye, a life slips away far to kind.