It stands on two legs
Beating heart in the chest
Eyes of flames posses
It whispers sweet words
Into innocent ear
Recognizing honor
In the form of blood and death

Death I have faced it
It appears in the guise of a smile
Identity concealed
By a beckoning shroud


The penetrating leer
I no longer fear
Its cold embrace
Or touch of forever sleep
This invitation I have refused

Still it waits
At my rebellious nature and wit
Quite amused
I have done battle before with this darkness of man
Death
I have faced it



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