The Soul Reaper
Beware his eyes, evil eyes!
As He comes to claim his prize
Drawing slowly ever slowly
To the bed in which you lie
Hark the cry, awful cry
As the curtain's pulled aside
And his shadowed form is nearing
Nearing closer to your side
Still, you lie, and you try
To pretend he's not nearby
But the evidence is growing
As his footsteps are now slowing
And your nervousness is showing
And your heart begins to fly
He draws by, closely by
Hear him breathe a heavy sigh
As he watches you so closely
Glistening malice in his eyes
You won't cry, you won't cry
Nothing's near, you'll be alright
But deep inside your mind you're shaking
Trembling, quivering, and quaking
Rapid breaths you now are taking
As you're overcome with fright
He's not dead, nor alive
A phantasm in the night
Lurking, waiting in the corner
Shining steel held by his side
Still you open not your eyes
You await your close demise
Fearing any sudden movement
Would betray your weak disguise
Still he lingers by your side
A silent shadow in the night
Always watching, waiting, staying
A demon dead with flesh decaying
While you lie there scared and praying
There in his unhallowed sight
Will you die? Will you die?
Panic spreading deep inside
You can hear his silent laughter
He prepares himself to strike
He steps by, closer by
No more time to say goodbye
In his hand the blade is rising
Just before it leaves its bite
All goes blank, all goes white
As he drains your mortal life
He steps back and leaves you lying
Pale and bloody, cold and dying
Standing watching as you're crying
Cold eyes staring as you die
There's no pity in his eyes
Underneath his cloak, his eyes
He is Death, he is the reaper
Stalking every heavy sleeper
The notorious Grim Reaper
He is waiting by your side
As He comes to claim his prize
Drawing slowly ever slowly
To the bed in which you lie
Hark the cry, awful cry
As the curtain's pulled aside
And his shadowed form is nearing
Nearing closer to your side
Still, you lie, and you try
To pretend he's not nearby
But the evidence is growing
As his footsteps are now slowing
And your nervousness is showing
And your heart begins to fly
He draws by, closely by
Hear him breathe a heavy sigh
As he watches you so closely
Glistening malice in his eyes
You won't cry, you won't cry
Nothing's near, you'll be alright
But deep inside your mind you're shaking
Trembling, quivering, and quaking
Rapid breaths you now are taking
As you're overcome with fright
He's not dead, nor alive
A phantasm in the night
Lurking, waiting in the corner
Shining steel held by his side
Still you open not your eyes
You await your close demise
Fearing any sudden movement
Would betray your weak disguise
Still he lingers by your side
A silent shadow in the night
Always watching, waiting, staying
A demon dead with flesh decaying
While you lie there scared and praying
There in his unhallowed sight
Will you die? Will you die?
Panic spreading deep inside
You can hear his silent laughter
He prepares himself to strike
He steps by, closer by
No more time to say goodbye
In his hand the blade is rising
Just before it leaves its bite
All goes blank, all goes white
As he drains your mortal life
He steps back and leaves you lying
Pale and bloody, cold and dying
Standing watching as you're crying
Cold eyes staring as you die
There's no pity in his eyes
Underneath his cloak, his eyes
He is Death, he is the reaper
Stalking every heavy sleeper
The notorious Grim Reaper
He is waiting by your side
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WuddupSo, this is highly influenced by Edgar Allen Poe (the motherfucking best poet ever), being pretty dark and whatnot.
Comments are highly appreciated :3