A Reaper’ s Tale

Looking out on this land that he use to call home 

Tragedy struck long,long ago 

His whole family was murdered by a adversary foe

Sitting upon his steed who is steadfast, true 

Thinking , contemplating his next move 

Picking up the scent beyond the cliffs of fate 

Time is growing short but justice is close at hand 

With his wings pointed high into the heavens above 

My God forgive him about the path he has choosen to go 

Galloping down in full stride 

No one will be left alive 

The sacrifice of his loved looms large in his mind 

With the moon in the sky shining ever so bright 

A reaper’ s revenge will quench his thirst on this unholy of a night