Walking though the shadow of death

Walking though the shadow of death I could feel the hand of death upon my heart taking this soul of mine down below to a place were my heart fear the most

The heat of the flames boil this blood of mine feeling  the pain and suffering deep with in my soul the sound of the screams bring pain to my heart  I am a last soul that has no sight 

Why has faith bounded me with this judgment death hold a hour glass that mark my time soon the sand will come to an end an death will have my soul to clime

I shed my last tear steamed down my face knowing my faith was sealed by death hand time slowly fades as my body started to burn as I started walking though the shadow of death