Without Fear
Come to me gray shepherd of souls
Herd me with you ancient scythe
Guide me to your darkened land
In your shallow, dreadful blithe
Let me join the sea of souls
Stretching out so far and wide
Like worms, they slither up the beach
Then, sucked back in by callous tides
Let me walk on jagged roads
Let me struggle to climb steep cliffs
While souls are preyed and feasted on
the vicious, angry Cerebus
Let me agonize in Hell
Let me bask in the land of drear
I welcome you to take my soul
for I shall follow without fear
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