Death Will Come

Death will come,
Embrace it well.
Die with love,
And burn in hell.

Scorch your eyes,
And bury your head.
Kill your friends,
And live instead.

Death will come,
Buried in mud.
Drown with hate,
In the river of blood.

Scorch your soul,
And live with sin.
Kill your friends,
And kill your kin.

© Kristel. S 2003
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