My Death

I felt your icy fingers upon my soul as you gazed into my eye.
I heard your demons beckoning as you lifted up your Scythe.
You called my name within your list as you wrung your hands in glee.
You beckoned my soul to heed your call but you wonít set me free.

Iíve earned a special place in your realm of suffering and pain.
Youíve waited for souls just like mine in this existence and plane.
Iíd lead your minions of harvested souls that have lost their way in life.
To enhance Mankindís suffering by creating mass pain and strife.

Iíd be forced to live and to suffer on the Earth right now.
Iíd have no joy and misery by taking unhallowed vows.
Iíd exist on this plane in misery with the ignorant souls on this Earth.
Iíd corrupt all the innocent souls from the time of their birth.

Since time began you searched throughout and harvested souls like mine.
You patiently waited for our time of death and collected us by design.
Some are minions, some are demons and some are like I am;
We would exist on this Earth as Generals of the Damned.

You commanded me to survive and corrupt all innocent souls,
By recruiting your minions one at a time by manipulation and control.
Exuding your will through maliciousness, I get the souls you desire.
So youíll have the souls you crave for your unholy funeral pyre.
Written by Sinatra877
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