Death

Smoke arise from the darkened pits.
Fires of blue and red waved from their depths.
In amongst the official of the living...... death.
Stands the molten flesh and bones of hell.-
Come forth denizens of the darkened pits.
Travel forward and abide in the dead.
Bring the sane, to insane, and crumble common wit.
Those who believe peace is the key....... take their head.-
Bring them to your master he's darkness, madness, pain.
living lies of governments, the brain for the insane.
the breath across a crib death, a chill upon your skin.
He's blood that pours outside your veins, your mental, mortal sin.

Faker of lost sorrows, reader and writer of hate.
Holder, keeper of the blackened path, his signature is fate.
His enemy is all that oppose him, those he will destroy.
He'll use them up as puppets in chess, a child who burns his toys.
Dissecting ones who's tickers stopped, driving down the road.
The grey in rhymes upon a grave, the evil dark and cold.
He's a man who shods up a shop alone.......
Screams! Screams! Screams!
An ugly Beast with claws and fangs, who shreds you in your dreams.
The iron gates that lock you in, fright beyond compare......
Blood red meat eating psycho's...... who kill, they drink, they stare.
You can't escape the faces of death, he's counting your aging breath.


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