# Death

Soul Miner

As coal black

mining for the souls

 

Dwelling beneath

the earth  you hate

 

Feeding off the anxiety

which you have induced 

 

Below darkest waters 

you reside 

 

Concoting evil schemes of mankinds

demise

 

Never content,

dry as bones

 

Prolonging the inevitable delay

of your ashes

 

Which blow away

in the wind

 

 

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The Bitter Taste of Death

This is a hell

called earth 

 

The prologue

for those who desire

to die

 

For the stubborn,

arrogant and

hardened of heart

The blackness awaits

 

Like coffee without 

cream they will drink

the bitter liquid

 

Their waste of existence 

spent on making the world 

an intolerable landscape

 

Entraps them like flies in the 

web of their own lies

 

 

 

 

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