The Grim Reaper

He said lets play a game,
Have you ever danced in flames?
You've had your life to dwell,
so either way your going to hell.

I stare into coal black eyes,
then have the sudden urge to die.
i never thought it was my fate,
to burn hells gates.

I became a demon,
set my soul free like a freeman,
i feel nothing but bliss,
living in hells abyss.

The monster i've beocme,
the beatingof the red drum.
he takes my heart from me,
please hear my desperate plea please.............

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