Thrystan

I dare you all to face the Reaper
Can you come back and feel death deeper?
When all the living pass around
Ilusion hunts you like a hound

As you get hanged in inside out
The torture screams beyond the doubt
That your wretched bleeding spirit
Can face the end , embrace and feel it

Or does the mirror stand you, still?
A ghost’s reflection without will
You are long gone , longer forgotten
The one that loved you then are rotten

I can end this in a simple way
A kill , a bullet , murder , pay
It doesn’t matter,life or death
‘Cause fate has dared me with a bet