The angel of death

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Angels watch Beyond the sky,

clouds will wander through the night.

The clock begins to chime its cold bells,

Floorboards creek below the stairwell.

Doors will open doors will Close,

Wind will cry from the coldness it flows.

Hell is awake, Hell is aware,

Night is the reason we all are scared.

Things unknown will lerk upon us,

Every step forward is a step of a curse.

Children's laughs turn into cry's,

As the Angel of Death looks into there eyes.

It watches for People, people alone,

No where is safe. Not even your home.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 13, 2013 ⏰

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