Night is calling
The dead are rising
The wolves are howling
The dogs are barking
Yet the demons are
grumpily
Who am I to question the God of death
Who am I to raise my voice against death himself
Who am I gulp when the deads are reckoning
Who am I to the lift the lid of the underworld
Who am I, who am i.
Who am I to confront death
Who am I to lift weapons against the dead
Who am I
Who am I to be a servant that is incompetent
Who am I to be a gateway without an opening
©MILLENNIUM_ALEXANDERER#
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