Harvester of Souls

One by one we drift away

Our time soon comes, our final day

We leave our bodies far behind

Empty souls and empty mind

Swirling round not here nor there

An ethereal limbo we all must share

Until He comes to seal our fate

To deny safe passage to Heaven’s Gate

This man as large as any beast

Gorging himself as if one big feast

Empowering our souls with a sense of feeling

Pain and torture that leaves us reeling

This harvest-full crop he keeps on reaping

In an endless cycle that keeps repeating

Our souls they squirm to try break free

But He’s damned us all for eternity

Copyright: authorchrisbrown


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