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- - - THE GIVER OF GRIEF - - -

I am stripped to the bone
Of all flesh and sinew
Left in the cold
At the tender mercies of you
I looked into your eyes
And thought that I saw God
To my surprise
You proved to be a bigger fraud

Then He could ever be

I am draped in all black
Just the one that you fear
I am the fact
At the crime scene, I am the tears
Weeping forth from your eyes
Reflections in blood stains
To your surprise
My grin spread eager with game

My knife is ready to go

I am the destroyer
Of senses, the giver of grief
Of all things great and small
I am the deceiver
The white lies whispered at mourning
The eulogy for you all

The weeping, the creeping
The dread inside
The keeper, the reaper
The dead are mine

You may hate me
For everything you are
I will carry that burden
Because I've hated you
All along

I'm the cold grip of death
The storm throughout the night
Sleepless, no breath
The eerie songs when crows take flight
Your tired bloodshot eyes
And regret that you hate
To your surprise
You are a serving on my fucking plate

A rancid pile of meat

The lying, the dying
Mourners in black
The lifeless, the heartless
No coming back
The weeping, the creeping
The dread inside
The keeper, the reaper
The dead are mine

I am the destroyer
Of senses, the giver of grief
Of all things great and small
I am the deceiver
The white lies whispered at mourning
The eulogy for you all



(c) 2015 Frank Green
Written by HadesRising
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