The Reaper
                                              By; Lawrence W Langman (c)

                                               Within these ivied walls
                                               all from ill repute.
                                               The vile deeds bestowed
                                               now in hot pursuit.

                                               The eyes that darkly peer
                                               inside these wretched walls.
                                               Souls were forever damned
                                               her body now enthralls.

                                               Dire are her deeds
                                               destined to destroy.
                                               Minions from the deep
                                               ready to deploy.

                                               Madness shall rain down
                                               deepened sad desires.
                                               A heart of molten steel
                                               is all that she requires.

                                               Like a fly caught in a web
                                               trapped in it's grips.
                                               Darkness overcomes
                                               the poison on her lips.

                                               You've already lost
                                               before the fight begins.
                                               It's written in one's fate
                                               the list of all your sins.

                                               One by one exploited
                                               against your best defense.
                                               Counting out the days
                                               to face your fate's penitence.

                                               Sinking down into the depths
                                               of shear terrors bane.
                                               Left to burden it's fate
                                               where pure evil dost reign.

                                               No longer death can wait
                                               to collect the debt accrued.
                                               When death comes to call
                                               no reason to elude.