Death is greater than my fate,
My life is now the thing I hate.
For deals with demons cost much more,
They take what's hidden by locked of door.
He comes for my my time has come,
My life a terrible frightening sum.
I turn to death though can't I see,
The sweet release won't come for me.
Tendrils, Swirling, slashing, burning.
All the minds of earth are turning.
I feel my life to slip away,
when life itself's not worth the pay.
I lie here now in worthless pain,
My memory but a formless stain.
My time has come but I cannot die,
My life has been a filthy lie.
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The Protector
ParanormalTo protect us, he loses himself. The evil we bring, he devours. The more he devours, the more it devours him. The more it devours him, the more the evil seeks to return to us.
