The grim reaper has come,
The king's of lands are trembling,
Afraid of being chosen,
Their slaves are trembling for their king's have sinned against God,
The only uninvited guest has touched the king's land,
The land filled with bloodlust hearts,
As each hand of kings has been dirtied with innocent bloods,
And they do not want to remorse,
They think of themselves as gods,
Whooing their people making them worship them,
But now Mr grim reaper has come,
Fetching all their soul,
Soul that made earth seem like hell.
Soul Fetcher.
Felix Menda
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