Waiting for you at the border of the After Life
You shall visit it soon for the reaper approaches
In the dead of the night,
To steal you away and take you to me
My minions of making, of breaking , and taking
Cursed beings that will do for me
Anything I ask of them
My biding is theirs to do...
For failure the penance is death,
I do to my men as I do to all,
As I sit on my throne and await man's fall…
Someday your soul will be mine
That day will surly be fine
I’m dark and I’m dreary
But none call me weary,
for fear of what I’ll do
I just might kill them to
it all depends on how I feel
until then, keep it real
You shall visit it soon for the reaper approaches
In the dead of the night,
To steal you away and take you to me
My minions of making, of breaking , and taking
Cursed beings that will do for me
Anything I ask of them
My biding is theirs to do...
For failure the penance is death,
I do to my men as I do to all,
As I sit on my throne and await man's fall…
Someday your soul will be mine
That day will surly be fine
I’m dark and I’m dreary
But none call me weary,
for fear of what I’ll do
I just might kill them to
it all depends on how I feel
until then, keep it real
don't yell at me for bad spelling please! 3nodding
