looking,
into the dark endless eyes,
of Death
i back away from the mirror.
think back to a memory of a place,
before this life. being the spirit of death
is not as easy as one would come to expect.
devour the soul.
an eternity of darkness.
i am darkness, i am Death!
i devour the lives of many weak,
suck the souls.
with the world how it is now i should just end TIME
i am not the keeper of time,
but souls.