23 August 2012
I have seen you, Death In your many forms. I have walked in these Shadowed valleys before.
I've wandered with you In my bitter days Hoping you would ease Some of my hate and pain
Its a small comfort From this mortal coil When we rose as babes Only to return to soil
It's Life that we seek But its Death that governs While we're chasing one We prepare for the other
REAPER • Opuss № I