Don't fear the Reaper -be the Reaper. Be the thing that goes bump in the night, the boogeyman, the inevitable. Make damn sure that when the bell tolls it tolls not for thee, but for the sorry bastards on the other side. Ride a pale horse. Take scalps. Give no quarter. Make the fucking grass grow. After all everyone's time comes eventually, what harm is there in helping things along a little?
Caedite eos. Novit enim Dominus qui sunt eius.
