The Reaper
As I Reap Thy sorrow souls
They are trapped along with the trolls
Many people scream in fear
And small children shed their tears
Because they know their life ends here
Death by my blade, in which people fear
Oh wicked souls, thy reaper is here!
Come here lost soul your future is clear
I’ll damn thy soul to thus well known hell
And no matter how loud you scream or yell
You will have no story to tell
Reaping souls is a horrific task
Especially when I make the pain last
Isn’t this a twisted rhyme?
It get’s more twisted on the next line!
If you want to see blood and gore
I have it locked behind this door
You May enter, if you wish
But all thy demons will be pissed
They will tear your flesh from bone!
And thy soul will be mine alone!
Oh yes a trixter I may seem
My blade thirst for blood with it’s endless gleam
So if you ever draw near
Thy will scream in fear!
Because Thus reaper is near!
(2014)
Made this poem in english today, mainly because we studied on the topic of death .. and i got some ideas :p
