The Quest Of the Reaper

:*´¨`*:•. DASHING FROM THE GATES OF HELL..
TOLL OH TOLL THE DEATHLY BELL..
FEAR FROM THOSE STOOD IN HIS PATH..
AFRAID TO FACE HIS FIERY WRATH..

HELL HATH NO FURY LIKE THIS EVIL SOUL..
HEAR THE SOUND THE BELL DOTH TOLL..
TERROR BEATS IN EVERY HEART...
HE'S COME TO TEAR YOUR SOUL APART..

WONT BE BOUGHT AND WONT BE SOLD..
HIS EYES ARE FIRE HIS BLOOD RUNS COLD..
CRY YOR TEARS YEH YOU WEEP...
BUT YOR SOUL IS HIS AND HIS TO KEEP...

YOU MAY STRUGGLE AND YOU MAY FIGHT..
BEG WITH HIM AND PLEAD YOU MIGHT..
BUT AS YOU DRAW YOUR LAST BREATH..
YOU'LL BE CARRIED OFF IN THE ARMS OF DEATH..

SO STEP ASIDE AND LOOK AWAY..
HOPE TO YOU HIS EYES WONT STRAY...
OF MORTAL SOULS HE IS THE KEEPER... 
FOR OUT OF HELL RIDES THE REAPER...☆•:*´¨`*:•.