The urn is ready
for the ashes
Start up the crematory
Break down the soul
for collection
The debts have been
paid with blood
The life is blotted out
with ink in the ledger of damnation
Like a genie
in a bottle
Your soul now belongs to me
Very eerie funereal poem,
Very eerie funereal poem, with an unusual perspective, but who is Paul Bearer? The name sounds like a most interesting character---is he the speaker of the poem?
J-Called
It's based off the character
It's based off the character from the WWF.
OK, thanks for that.
OK, thanks for that.
J-Called
Thanks appreciate the
Thanks appreciate the feedback