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Once again I shall face deaths door once more will I come back or shall I knock and come in and meet the reaper. Many a time has the reaper come knocking at my door and I turned him away. Shall I go to the reaper this night to say hello my time here is done please take me with you. Before now I would beg and plead to give me more time. But not this night for the bell tolls not for you but for me and though it may bring sadness to a few souls on the plane. I feel that it will not be enough. I may have touched many souls along this short journey I called life but for me I will never have touched enough to out way the damage I have done. Please forgive me for what I may do on this night. The bad moon rise my time is drawing short but what is this pain I feel is this guilt or remose can one such as I feel such things for I am nothing more than a beast or a shadow forever lost within the realms of the damned...
Oh souls of friends call out to me for me let me know its not my time. Ward off the reaper this night. Show him that thine time has not come that my work here is not finished. That a long journey still is to come. Convince the reaper that I this wretched soul is needed elsewhere and he cannot have it until its task is done. Come oh friends long forgotten can you forgive that which is unforgiven. Can you recall better days when life was sweet and and the sun was warm and not rember when the skys where gray and hearts were full of hurt. I stand before you now Judge me scentence me for my crimes. But least of all do not forget me when im gone.