Don'T Fear the Reaper
Black Angels search
As the world turns to grey
In soulless march
For their soulful prey
They congregate from places
Never heard of in many years
To wallow in their carnage
Spreading their demonic fears
Spirited from the underworld
The blackened depths of Hades
Diminishing the light above
Leaving earth in deathly shade
Skeletal marching soldiers
Empty of life and soul
Desperate to spread their black
As the brightness takes the toll
The worlds in need of saviour
A light to shine through soon
No longer can we rely
On our sun, or our moon
A journey must be made
To free us from this plight
A White Angel to be found
To turn this wrong to right
To Serbia heroes travel
Mileseva Monastery reached
As they stand in front of a fresco
An Angel beside Christ's feet
The mentioning of these words
Myrrh-bearers on Christs grave
The fresco starts to glow
Is this the light that saves
For the heroes standing there
Their bodies absorb the light
For in their hearts they know
They are the savours of our plight
Messengers now on their travel
Different journey's they partake
Don't fear the Reaper
For his light will re-awake
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