Mystic Circle

The angel of death
Comes in the night
It wraps it's wings around you
The darkness seduces the soul
Numbness takes control to you
The garment of eternity encloses you
There's no more pain and agony you feel
Then he stands before you
The eyes cold and empty
He is here to get you
The ferryman is ready
For your final walk
A servant of the grim reaper
The eyes of death are looking at you
Only seconds then the waiting ends