Fleeting from the pits of Hell.
Where only the foulest demons dwell.
The Reaper dances through the Gate
Collecting the dead, it cannot wait.
Damned spirits rise from the grave.
Pleading with him, they beg to be saved.
He laughs at them with his skeleton grin.
"I cannot save a devil among men!"
He travels the land from stone to stone.
Gathering the soul from every bone.
"But Death, I am not dead, there is so much to do!"
"Dead you are, for I am here for you!"
Scouring the graves for souls of the lost.
"Please spare me now, I'll pay any cost!"
"All I want is your torment, soul, and pain!"
Unleashing a sadistic smile upon others disdain.
Now he leads them back to the Gate.
The unholy fire where their saviour is too late.
comments and critisizim always welcome
Damnation- a poem of the Reaper
Damnation- a poem of the Reaper
---Wolf---
"And a godlike man--a man who is pure force--inaccessible to any compromise--is called a hero."
"And a godlike man--a man who is pure force--inaccessible to any compromise--is called a hero."
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. It was good wolf like always.ThatGuy: it was really from a thing that popped into my head of just that- the reaper dancing through hells gate. I liked it, started on it and just let it flow. I'm just twisted like that. 
Aphrodite: Thank you!
Aphrodite: Thank you!
---Wolf---
"And a godlike man--a man who is pure force--inaccessible to any compromise--is called a hero."
"And a godlike man--a man who is pure force--inaccessible to any compromise--is called a hero."
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