I take the dead and give them life, Leave them freed from world of strife. Not predator, but neither prey, I revel in the world's decay.

Bright as a rainbow, I guard the windows to the soul, yet I am not glass.

I’m used to build, but I also mean something destroyed.

I begin in silence, shaped by a mold. I rest in a case, a smile so bold. They say my absence is bad to the bone. Where once was lost, I take the throne.

I represent stopping, but I am not a end. People think of me as A reminder .