When the Reaper Comes for Me
When the reaper comes for me
When the reaper comes for me the world I know will have stopped, my soul will let loose as my body stiffens to rock, I hope history defines me as someone great, who makes a change in the society that we live in today. Never the less I learned my lesson in this twisted tale, to a world ending price that’s sold out without a sale. When you look over my casket with pain and grief, remember the face of a man who tried to be everything that he could be. No one seems to care when you're walking around, the hurt and tears only show when you are stuck underground. Death is just the begining, the afterlife is sure to be, I just hope my soul is granted pity when the reaper comes for me.
© 2016 Andre Cordelius