The Call Of Death

by Faith   May 6, 2006


Scraming creature, telling of family's fate
Who will be next to reach Heaven's gate?

Living each day, never knowing when you'll be called.
Eventually, it'll just happen- once and for all.

It doesn't matter who you are, or what you do
You just live with the agony of knowing it'll happen to you.

You have no idea who's dying when you hear the dreadful sound
If it's you, within a matter of seconds, you're lying on the ground.

Screaming Banshee, telling of your fate
You have no idea what will be your death date.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Odessa

    Spell Check and other than that, awesome. Sorry i have a thing about spelling.

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