Walking through the woods one evening

I found myself utterly lost and alone

darkness fell and the path was deceiving

I'd never find my way back to my home



After thrashing through brushes and brambles

I suddenly came across a rusty cast iron gate

on the other side I spied a graveyard in shambles

I needed to find shelter, it was well past late



Entering the sleepy place of rest I noticed the disrepair

virginia creeper vines and ivy covered most everything

the whole lot was dead silent as if lungs without air

I slipped into a state that could have been but a dream



I spied the crumbling tombstones both far and near

they were broke off at angles and made of all size

all of a sudden my gut told me I wasn't the only one here

I peered over my left shoulder then gazed over my right



It was then a brilliant flash of blue light caught my gaze

and directly beyond it stood a stone statue of an angel

one hand was stretched forward as if ushering the way

to one side of the figure where there stood an open grave



A fathomless fear ran over me and my body truly shook

I tried to pry my eyes away from the thing but I only stared

in one hand it held a blade, in the other an hourglass and a book

wings spread behind it's back black as night in all it's layers



I couldn't run away but somehow instead went straight to him

I fell onto my knees and began to recite out the lord's prayer

I begged forgiveness for all my wrongs and admitted all my sin

only then did he speak and his voice came from everywhere



"Behold, the book of eternal life and mortal death..."

He leaned forward and showed me the open pages

"Here is your name boy, you've no more time left!"

I collapsed into the grave, fully paying sin's wages