Around me, they gather...these creatures of evil...
I plead for death as I bow before my fears.
My dread grows as the Dark One's touch falls against my naked soul.
It severs me...
and I watch as my essence drips slowly onto the cold, uncaring graves.
In a haze of shock I scream your name.
Longing to be in your arms again as the Reaper takes my unwilling hand,
dragging me to my unwanted fate.
Looking back, I see my mortal form lying in the silence of the evening mist...never to weep again.
Now alone, my cry for mercy falls upon wailing eyes.
I take a moment to ponder my destiny...and realize that this IS my salvation