As the sun lowers itself beyond the hill,
In the shadows, i sit still.
As darkness unfolds across the land,
it spreads everywhere just like sand.
Screams of terror fills the air.
Screams of pain they cannot bear.
I stand upon the bodies of the dead.
Looking out on the land with eyes blood red.
I roam the Earth bringing pain and sorrow,
Making a list of those who will die tomorrow.
I am the Duke of Darkness, Prince of Pain and the Earl of Evil,
I am Death himself and my powers are unbelievable.
Wrapped in a cloak of crimson red,
i fill people with sorrow and dread.
Pain is the gift i'm bringing
The tne of death is what I'm singing.
With skeletal hands i hold my scythe,
Slaughtering those who werent prepared to die.
Fear me, for i am the mighty Soul Keeper.
Everywhere i am known as the Grim Reaper.
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