The Night was dark as the creeping shadows 

though the hollow woods of nightmare

Then i've began to feel the gelid winds

scaring my skin and my torrid blood.

Those winds, those sinister winds

were summoned by my dark sprit

The Reaper of nightmares of my callow past

When I saw the my beautiful crush

possessed by the evil shadows

The Reaper scoldly hunts me i

where ever I go she's there

causing cadaverous nightmares showing

my unchangeable past and pessitimic future

The Reaper always scatters me

by her dazzing face and sapphire eyes

making abandon my love for writing

for her unforgettable love.

But I've snapped out of it

by being saved by light of courage

That light had the reaper vanished

from the beaming lights

I've fought and overcame my fears

I've slayed and faded my memories.

Though my shadows saws

The reaper is never dead.