Brutal Existence

Phil Cope

The night is long my heart beats slow
The daunting faces dare not show
This darkened life that I must lead
But no one thinks I can succeed

A ghostly feeling takes control
Is it the reaper on patrol?

This smothered feeling numb inside
That feasts upon respect and pride
I see no way to fight no more
Along life's brutal corridor

A ghostly feeling takes control
Is it the reaper on patrol?

This tortured bleeding soul of mine
That cuts along the veins of time
The silence is broken by a deadly cry
My blood runs cold, why must I die?

There's no more time, not long to go
The reaper hunts me high and low
With no escape, nowhere to hide
Shake hands with the devil it's my time to ride

A ghostly feeling takes control
Is it the reaper on patrol?

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