Possession of the Reaper

The shadow without a smile
My real sight is fading away
Riding on blind horse, I hear
The mad screams of the damned
When depression speaks through me
Crucified? Nightmare?
I feel I hear the revelation, delight?
Final agonies?
Caught in illusions, I’m screaming, in torture
Possession of the reaper
Awaiting me, the creaking door, of my coffin
Possession of the reaper
Dancing zombies, intolerable darkness helms me
Swinging round, hell scythe
My body connects with pain
Wrath from above, falling needlessly downward
Dying to be release from it all, pleasure?
Final agonies?
Caught in illusions, I’m screaming, in torture
Possession of the reaper
Awaiting me, the creaking door, of my coffin
Possession of the reaper
Caught in illusions, I’m screaming, in torture
Possession of the reaper
Awaiting me, the creaking door, of my coffin
Possession of the reaper
The reaper