The Grand Master
You see me lurking in the darkness
You hear me whispering in your ear
You feel the icy grip of my fingers
Helplessly you cower in fear
I've heard a thousand voices scream
I've seen a thousand empires fall
I am the beginning of the end
And soon I'm coming for you all
I'm the taker of a thousand lives
The keeper of a thousand souls
I AM the Grand Master of Death
YOU ARE the one for whom the bell tolls
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2024
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