When Death comes marching

Hear the steady beats of the marchind drum

as it plays in your mind

as it echoes in the air

As everything becomes still and silent

 

Watch as the pain slowly sink in

as the bright lights cover you

as you silently pray

as you slowly drift away

 

Can you feel the oblivion?

Can you feel yourself driftin?

Can you hear the beating?

Can you shout for all the pain that covers you?

 

Like a warning that sticks to your skin

as your pace quickens to catch up

with you soul lying on the floor

the bloody words form to your lips

 

As death comes marching in

No use in hiding

No use in running

Let it come to you

be quick

be still

and before you know

it may all just disappear

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speechless period wow you know how to write down some powerful stuff my favorite line was the eigth idk why but it is