Evil Legions, Destroyers of Worlds

 
On that dreadful horrid day, finally awake
I felt with loud rumbles my world, did quake
 
When I peered to the west, watching the bloody sunrise
I realized in a moment, nothing was right
 
To the east looking down was my good friend the moon
Little did I know, everything, such doom
 
As I looked at his eyes, seeing blood black tears
I screamed and screamed, feeling nothing, such fear
 
He broke, shattered pieces, crashing towards my spiraling globe
Right then I knew, no way to choose, there wasn’t hope
 
Gazing towards dark skies, fleeing for my lonely life
A evil dark spirit, holding that blood crusted scythe
 
People surrounded me, running, so many tears

He slashed, oh the gore, of his blood shattered shear
 
His eyes so black, filled with hateness, that bittered evil glow
Those dead crimson hands, yes, this did he show
 
Looking at me with smoke blazing eyes
I knew at this point, it was my time
 
He came after me like a flaming vicious star
I ran for the hills, never getting really far
 
Those piercing sharp fingers dug deep in my back
Sliced agonizing wounds barely intact
 
With an instant the blackened moon slammed to the ground
My world shattered in half, no not a sound
 
hastily we moved to the veil hung in skies
It was there that my heart, faded…. it died
 
Instantly seeing a gloomy hazed flash
So many questions, I started to ask
 
My friend the moon, Oh how he smiled each day
Spinning in dooms dark tunnel…. denial...decay
 
Falling down from red skies, I crashed motionless here
Earth, filled with hate, such sorrow, this sphere
 
It was from there, that day, I took this unholy role
The Undertaker right, shadowed by darkness, on this cursed vile globe
 
To the bone, Ill cut, people causing evil fears
My hollowed vile grin, spreading ear to ear
 
Defiled creatures of this earth, yes you know your part
That evil spirit, a bleeding black heart
 
To those, who enjoy, breaking worlds with violent fears
Look deep, my yellow eyes, sit back… hear
 
These evil deeds that you do will not get you far
Words of wisdom, meant to cut that seared blemished heart
 
This path of life we travel each confusing day
Why would you add, misery, pain…much hate
 
Don’t you realize later on, you may cross a path?
 Filled with rage, torment, all that hate that they had
 
It’s not my place, if they’ll forgive, your evil ways
They might decide, to unleash, their justified rage
 
Disrupting your life, oh cant you tell
ending up in that deeped abyss.... that place called hell

-undertaker