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I look at you and I see a malignant spirit~

An empty, condemned soul.

With every life you took,

and every woman you raped,

you dug deeper your own hole.



The time has come to pay the price,

so commit your final crime.

It is your last night upon this Earth,

and then, your soul is mine.



From the murderer on 5th Avenue,

to the rapist down the block;

Fear for your life~

The Reaper is after you!



In the shadows she does stalk.

Alive no longer,

a slave forever,

In the hands of the Angel of Death

Your head she will deliver.



Fear the scythe;

for with it

I shall take your life.

I am The Reaper

Her life was like a coffin,

each person another nail.

Try as they might to beat her down.

every time they'd fail.



If not dyed, her hair was graying,

put under a lot of stress.

She could not take much more of this~

they began to fail less.



She grew tired of the conflict,

she needed to take a rest.

It's difficult to walk around

with life's burdens on your chest.



She wanted to lie down

inside her little box;

But when she did,

along came life

and all its keyless locks.



Here was God to screw her over,

His hammer in His hand.

And everyone heard the nailing,

sounding throughout the land.



All she ever wanted,

was to rest her weary head.

Never had she imagined

she'd be sleeping with the dead.



She didn't want to die.

she only wanted sleep;

But when she faded to oblivian

did anyone even weep?



She didn't want to die,

be that as it may,

No one really cared

when she went away.

All she wanted was to soar through the Night

this daughter of Erebus~

skyclad & volatile, elated & immortal;

the Darkness pulsing within her breast~

becoming One with her Dark Lover.