To home I went, thoughts of his words
made tight knots in my mind.
I gazed down at my sleeping son,
for so long I'd been blind.
But now I was seeing quite clear,
into her room, I went
A blast of noxious air hit me
and I choked on the scent.
Around I fumbled in the dark,
but I found the body quick
the rancid skin, the brittle bones,
I snapped her like a twig.
From this wound did darkness spill,
it squirted out from in.
My hands now drenched with black fluid
my clothes were stained with sin.
Right then and there her bones did melt.
Her eyes burned in her head.
Around her skin bubbled and dripped,
I prayed that she was dead,
but move she did, she sat straight up
to look me in the eye.
Her thawing mouth opened real wide
to oust a heinous cry,
"THIS YOU HAVE DONE BARRY REAPER
YOU'VE SLAIN YOUR FIRST-BORN CHILD
YOUR GREED RUINED HER PEACEFUL SLEEP
HER SOUL HAS NOW RUN WILD.
YOUR BROTHER TRIED TO HELP YOU SO,
A WARNING HE EXPRESSED."
The beast began to spit and writhe
as to my knees I fell,
"Oh please give me but one more chance
To save her from this hell!"
I was a fool of that I'm sure,
I did not understand
that death can be a blessing
that Grim's a helping hand.
If life on Earth was without bounds,
all meaning it would lose.
Time would be bland and love, flippant,
each other we'd abuse.
The brevity of life is cruel,
but just give this one thought:
Dear sir, do you maintain your price
if you are never bought?
IT'S LOST SOMEWHERE 'TWEEN LIFE AND DEATH
YOUR POOR GIRL CANNOT REST
If there's no risk of death, you see,
we'd live forever more
then love would end, values expire,
there'd be no end to war.