with death creeping in from the shadows
that gloomy sight of bony hands reaching out
sending ripples of terror down the spine
the flash of a smile tearing through the night
standing my ground as one with no fear
to battle death knowing that the immortal cannot die
to think a mortal such as i could knowing full well the consequences
with no decent choice to choose from
ill refuse to run ive been running for to long
through the blood drenched battles of my sanity
ill defend my soul with whatever remains of my purity
to hope that maybe a lucky strike will force retreat upon this omen
this is why i smile at deaths approach
to tempt fate out of remission
the reaper and i shall duel for the rights of life
the wind has moved me
the earth shall strengthen me
the water will calm me
the fire burns to keep away my enemies
light shine upon me to form a safe haven from the darkness