Begining Of Time

Reapers Game [Part 2]

Its my turn, role the dice
He grins as he takes my life
I rolled it wrong, I rolled death
He smiles as he takes my last breath
His turn, he roles the dice
Two skulls, he becons me to the sky
Then pulled down into a fiery hell
In a darkend pit is where I dwell
Back to reality
Im still alone, insanity
Losing counciousness, everything is black
The razor pushing againsts my skin
Im slowly dieing, everything I lack
Surfaces as I enter my morbid sin

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