Reaper

The reaper came for me
3 AM last night
and all that I could do
was hide in shadow from the blinding light

He said follow me sinner
you must pay for what you've done

Joining familiar faces
we descend the winding stairs
and with each of our eternal paces
we experience our deepest fears

Beaten and scarred we look past our tears
and are shown the downfalls of past years
from the depths we cry out and try to fight
while burning black in his gripping light

consumed by the past
becoming broken ghosts
the insatiable fear is here at last
and it will never let us go

In the heart of the fire
we find only ourselves
and must live the truth
wandering alone in private hells