He walks within darkness called "Hooded death"
a glow in those eyes and a chill on his breath.
Looking for the souls that are lost and afraid,
that gave a false faith to God or promises made.
With a laugh in his voice cutting all the ties,
to souls with heaven, bringing on your demise!
He's come to collect deals made with the devil,
starting your anguish in hell on a spirit level.
Taking your "Last breath" he sucks it out clean,
calling it an art, but it's his standard routine.
As your lungs begin to collapse he takes it all,
it's time now you go with me, I'm making my call.
Then he will move on to the next unfortunate soul,
that made a deal with ~death~ having all control.
In a quiet voice (Demanding) to hear his words,
believe me when I say; I'll stack you like herds.
This dark fog becomes heavy, so thick is the air,
laughing once more ...you're not going anywhere!
Know one thing sinners it's my job, I do it well,
you'll do what I say in this place called "Hell"
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