Death’s Dark Horse
Deaths' Dark Horse has come a calling....
Calling to bring me home....
Bring me home on a steed with steel hooves....
Steel hooves to trample the unwary, the careless....
With breath hotter than the fires of hell itself....
He comes calling, calling my name.…
I mount Deaths' Dark Horse, mount and ride.....
I ride to dance with his Master in the fires of Hades.…
I ride Death's Dark Steed into the future, my future....
Or maybe yours.…
© 7/1/2004 JJ
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