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Drag you to hell

with chains wrapped

out your neck

Clawing at the ground,

you try to hold on

to your life

Serving the devil,

it's in my contract;

enforcing the laws of darkness

Wicked one,

you knew this was coming,

the day of your reckoning

Horsemen of the apocalypse,

bringer of your pain,

I take you to your final destination

Black spot of death I deliver,

curse on you forever;

it's in my contract

Rider of hell,

for eternity;

skull burning, eyes of hatred

I damn the wicked,

and they reap what they sow;

time is up; the grim one comes.