there is a god
his name is death
he walk among us
choseing his next
he writes their name with his blood
he laughs
knowing that their gonna die
he see's our names with his eyes
he dosent have a syth
just a book
he cry's knowing he has done wrong
its his burdon
he's the only one
the pain in his chest
where his heart should belong
he has wing's but likes to walk
we cant see him
he's just there
he is a god that cannot die
he writes his own name
hopeing that he should die
his life is a burdon
one that he cannot stand
he falls to his knees
and he wonders why
the gods hate him
as he begins to die.
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Published by death_god15: 11:56 PM
Updated On: 4/2/2008 at 6:44 PM
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