I** stood at that cliff
Silenced by the unspeakable things I saw
On the plane of pain and discord
Letting the fear rise within me
As I see the masses of ****** souls
Tormented, burned, stabbed, Impaled and torn apart
In the eyes of the scythe wielder a flame flickered
On me his eyes did now fall, siring pain corrupted my body
“Not one soul is spared “he proclaimed as the scythe ran through me