Doors of Death

Open up a hall of nothing And wish to peer inside With doubtful eyes and naive legs You move closer to the doors of death And I sit still, in a shadow crying such silent tears Hoping you'll turn around and that your fate will differ from theirs The stacks of skeletons I watch over, day and night For I am death's companion and friend It isn't hearts I break, its souls I help take And you shouldn't have wished you were dead Tip-toe 'Creak!' Freeze Hold thy breath and take another tiny step What is the point of this, this is the end I laugh cruelly, nothing stops me Does it reach you, send a shiver running through your fearful spine? Letting the cackle echo, I take another soul and then wait for more Shout out the words, the last the youngster will hear, I scream out: 'Idiocy is what brought you here my dear philandering fiend! To the last place you'll ever walk.'