Underworld

A reaper comes to you 

telling you to give up 

your soul,there are 

better things in my world,

do you,if you don't you get 

death with force,times up it's

time to go now,when your life

ends you realize there nothing

good about this place,this place 

is hell,demons holding skeletons,

dancing with them and ripping

the skulls off looking at me,i'm

paralyzed,it's coming,i'm breathing

deeply,when he grabs my hands and 

puts chains around them,hanging of 

the ground,he has a brander,the 

demoned is laughing,when he starts 

to burn my skin,the terror,the screams,

the pain,that's what they love to hear,

every day until I die is the same.