Ethereal Regret, II

Now he stands to your bed of death

Dressed in a cloak of darkness, the living black death

He reaches to the void, brings about his scythe

Trickling upon you desolation

Breathing upon you trepidation

Lifts his instrument of damnation

"Light lies not in the end

Your life must you not misspend

Seek it or not, find me you will

Not to apprehend, not to befriend

One thing, only, shall impend

Either to reap poison, stain the halls of hell

or light to transcend the limits of brazen heaven."

Reviews

[Aventicus]

Beautiful ending. Especially with the reaper's closing statement.

[Emily]

Great wording!
Well done!!