The One You Call “Death”

by Kellie   Jul 23, 2005


I am the Prince of Lies
The one who causes painful cries
So take a look and say your goodbyes
As I take you through my bloodstained skies

My horse as pale as midnight’s light
My scythe will leave its painful bite
The opposite of all that’s right
So come with me, there’s no need to fight

Welcome to my house of pain
There’s nothing here but hate
So take my hand, don’t be afraid
I’ll forever seal your fate

The walls are made of human bones
The curtains made of skin
The leaky faucets dripping blood
Your praised for every sin

So follow me into this hole
Don’t look into your past
So lie down in your six foot trough
This day will be your last

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