Midnight Death
At the ringing of the clock at precise midnight
Souls after souls from everywhere began to be lifted up
Flesh simply disappeared
But it was the midnight hour to preserver
There were no moans and no pain
It was only the soul that would remain
The moon was high and full
There seemed to some of pull
A new destiny being eternity
Death being the finale
The Unforsaken attempting to be together in an alley
It was quick and swift
A new Earth and emotions
Death has hit me and I am drifting to a place
My soul no man can ever replace
My life is a temporary erase
This is my day and it’s a spiritual getaway
I must move on in the call and can’t stay
Death onto me on this day, and into my own eternity where there is solvency.
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