• i burn you all.
    i make you fall.
    and your last breath.
    is blown at me.
    i rape and maim.
    till your insane.
    when will you die?
    thats up to me.
    for i am your soul dying
    i am the fire
    cousing through veins
    i beat you down,
    into the ground
    till you cut
    into your veins
    you pathetic little liars
    you are all royally screwed
    for when i raise the scythe now
    it spells all of your doom.
    i will make your world burn
    till you all turn
    turn into the dirt
    thats a part of you.
    its the reapers march
    its no farce
    its a part of you