Grim Reaper With Wings

As i see him My eyes want to run away But my pupils want to stay This image of fear and beauty Is a choice that god did not want to make But a demon pushed him To do it And so i knew it.... Dark feather that drips into a puddle of fear Would they make your palms warm?..... if you catch them He is here for you... Will he take you to heaven or hell? Will you dare grab his hand and get lost Through the days as if You were in a maze??.... This creation has a million consciouses writing questions On the paper of our minds... His halo shines a million deaths.... but at the same time starts a million beginnings