Grim Reaper

At the worst of times when you’ve lost all hope and faith
When all you have is despair and helplessness
He will be there calling you to him in a promise to ease your pain and suffering
And at the pinnacle of your existence
When your praises are being sung
When your rise over the struggles is being recalled
And your triumphs are immortalized
He will be there with a smile on his face
And as you sore in your own self-satisfaction you will hear his song
The humming resonating in both the light and the dark
That embraces you and lulls you to sleep
Is actually the Dark abyss song
Calling you to your eternal home.