
Darkness blankets the sky at sunrise.
It fills the earth from mountains to dirt.
Glaring above and what do I see.
The grim reaper gunning for me.
Am I ready? I do not know.
But without haste, I must go.
Climbing atop the beast of dreams.
I soar through the sky without screams.
Smiling and laughter befalling me.
The night is dark and hard or so they say.
That is not where my loyalties lay.
It lies with the one who has taken me.
He touches my hand and enters me.
Now I understand what he seeks.
One to do his work and give him rest.
I understand Mr. Grim, I will do my best.
I hover over a town with my beast.
Recovering all souls I seek.
The night is dark and hard or so they say.
I recover the sun and soar on my way.
