The skies were black, the stars are bright,
A ghastly shadow interrupted my view,
ah out of mind, out of sight.
Until unthinkable terror's take a hold,
of the night so bold,
that only the eyes of the moon can withhold,
the horrors of both new and old.
Gasping for breath, its difficult to breathe,
the sorrow laden soles start to plead for their lives,
but taken by the hand and off into the skies.
He's coming for me, is it the end,
my life flashes quick filled with family and friends,
as I open my eyes, it was then that I knew,
it was my time to pass through,
as the cold winds blew with a demon in my view
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