it struck 10..
its my time to begin
reached my hands
to the bloodspread knife
i see the tanned face..
speakin a housand disgrace
he killed my grace..
and there she lies in her grave
his simple deeds of skinnin her mortal soul
began wen i met her at her door
in the vast lights
the darkness met his minds
plotted against my sweet nymph
killed her and scurried he bodies within the earth
but her cry still can be heard
her dark screech reached my ears
now beside me lies my own twin soul
plotted against my own fair dear love
lie awake as i make him bleed his way
back there where my grace awaits
into her grave he will abide
restin his soul he will decide
"o mighty grace .......y did i kill your beauiful fate "
the chime........ decided the time
its struck 10
time for me to make it cum to an end
ur time here gets d final ring
say ur final prayers
as u join the grim
grace for u i do
grace for u i kill
rest in peace grace
i still luv ur sweet face
