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Your Darkest Hour

Tonight will be your darkest hour,
And no one will bring you flower.

Your souls are the things I want,
So I'll be your nightmares on the hunt.

My name is Death, and your souls are what I seek.
To take it to a place covered in flames to burn constantly.

To Hell is the place your souls will go.
So you will burn forever, because I'll never let go.
Written by ManorMyth (Man_Or_Myth)
Published | Edited 19th Apr 2014
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