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The Grim Reaper

There's something strange happening in this town you can smell it in the air, it's all around It's death himself and he's reaping souls He's here to possess you, to place you in his fiery coals There's no place to run, no place to hide You are about to venture on this long sinister ride The death ride you might say Yes, the Grim Reaper is here to take you away Your not the only one about to enter Satan's den There are many others that have also sinned This is the night of the unforgotten memory this is the night that you will burn eternally In the idle darkness, the end is drawing near your heart is pounding madly in fear As you see the hooded face of this eerie unknown stranger you scream in ghostly horror at the sight of this creature As you look upon his sinking cold eyes of death it takes away your precious breath And in your last few moments of recognition you discover the savage blade of destruction Now you have reached the realms of death

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