I was there that night to watch you die
And I giggled over your lifeless limbs;
You had high hopes of seeing a light,
But not for all of your sins.
I laughed as you fought for breath;
I asked, "Why do you struggle?"
"Just accept your death."
I stood there smirking at the nurse
As she draped your face in white;
Sadly for you, but not for me,
You lost your battle for life.
I watched your soul become exposed
To the truth you see when you're dead.
You stood there crying, shaking your head
Staring at yourself all cold in the flesh.
I remember your face when you saw me;
I laughed..You were scared to death!!
You looked at me and said,
"Am I...am I really dead?"
It's time for us to leave here
On a journey that everyone takes;
We will walk the corridors of your life
And reveal your past mistakes.
But know there's no forgiveness here
And your tears won't mean a thing;
The life you lived is over, now,
It's time to pay for your sins.
This is a list of lives you've hurt;
And this is a list of your lies;
This is a list of pain you've caused
And the misery right through your life.
Now I'm not here to hurt you;
I am a collector of the ******
It's not my purpose to judge you;
Your fate is out of my hands.
Through this door you'll become the child
Who was born to the world free of sin;
Your naked flesh will be removed
Showing the innocence within.
Your screams of fear will go unheard
As your soul feels the truth of the dark;
Your pleas of mercy will fail you
As you pay for your sins of the past.
From there we sail upon my boat
Over the Sea Of Ghosts;
It is here you will fear the sounds that you hear
And witness what happens to most.
© Jon.London 2010
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Jul 26, 2012
Jul 26, 2012 at 3:42 PM UTC
I was there that night to watch you die
And I giggled over your lifeless limbs;
You had high hopes of seeing a light,
But not for all of your sins.
I laughed as you fought for breath;
I asked, "Why do you struggle?"
"Just accept your death."
I stood there smirking at the nurse
As she draped your face in white;
Sadly for you, but not for me,
You lost your battle for life.
I watched your soul become exposed
To the truth you see when you're dead.
You stood there crying, shaking your head
Staring at yourself all cold in the flesh.
I remember your face when you saw me;
I laughed..You were scared to death!!
You looked at me and said,
"Am I...am I really dead?"
It's time for us to leave here
On a journey that everyone takes;
We will walk the corridors of your life
And reveal your past mistakes.
But know there's no forgiveness here
And your tears won't mean a thing;
The life you lived is over, now,
It's time to pay for your sins.
This is a list of lives you've hurt;
And this is a list of your lies;
This is a list of pain you've caused
And the misery right through your life.
Now I'm not here to hurt you;
I am a collector of the ******
It's not my purpose to judge you;
Your fate is out of my hands.
Through this door you'll become the child
Who was born to the world free of sin;
Your naked flesh will be removed
Showing the innocence within.
Your screams of fear will go unheard
As your soul feels the truth of the dark;
Your pleas of mercy will fail you
As you pay for your sins of the past.
From there we sail upon my boat
Over the Sea Of Ghosts;
It is here you will fear the sounds that you hear
And witness what happens to most.
© Jon.London 2010
Copyscape Protected
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