The crowd gathers.
Around one sound.
Listening to the mother beat.
As the child hits the ground.

Deaths watches from behind.
Looking up too.
He gathers this spirit.
Next he's coming after you.

You try so hard to hide.
But his vision is so strong.
Your death is comeing.
At this rate it wont be to long.

You close your eyes tightly.
Praying for god to help.
But no one really hears you.
Or your cries for help.

You open your eyes.
You see his face here.
Everything goes black.
Then suddenly is clear.

Your walking threw a tunnel.
So lost in this darkness.
You wish you had been stronger.
Curseing your puniness.

You see the bright light.
But you don't want to go.
So you turn around the other way,
and make a dash for home.

But there he is standing.
Right in the middle of your path.
I guess it's truely over.
There is no turning back.

You continue down the tunnel.
Towards this bright blue light.
Your thinking over what has happened.
Knowing it can't be right.

But you continue on anyway.
You know your backstep is blocked.
You get to the end.
And notice the door is locked.

Turning around you see deaths face.
You smile with great glee.
You won this round once agian.
And now you are free.