Deathman by AD absolutely
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Author's Notes:
While viewing his bloody sword


When I need him – here is Death
hiding amongst my sordid masks
Curse me with your final breath
obliging to preform these bloody tasks

Taste, dear fellow, the length of my blade
numbered victim of the game
As the clarity of your immortal life does fade
who dared to try for my ancient flame

Against the one protected through all time
you had no chance
The Lord of lords cherished mime
to win this twisted dance

Ages beyond the finale of “only one”
the dust you are shall bring no tear
When the Earth stops, frozen as the Sun
I, Death, will still be here