Breath of the reaper
Caress you so cold
Creeping down your lunges
No option, you gotta unfold
Slowly rotitng inside
But Deaths Breath gives you pride
Now infected with his smell
You are a part of hell
Breath of the reaper
Young flesh, zombie bone
Utter wane, body gone
Soul of repent, living grave
Burning others to suit yourself

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