Lord-Death
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Fear me, for I am the darkness that creeps,
The shadow that follows and never sleeps.
I lurk in the corners of your mind,
And in the silence, my whispers you'll find.

I am the fear that grips your heart,
The terror that tears your soul apart.
I am the nightmare that never ends,
The horror that lurks around every bend.

You cannot escape my icy grip,
For I am the master of every trip.
I'll haunt you in your waking hours,
And in your dreams, I'll wield my powers.

So fear me, mortal, for I am the dread,
The terror that you cannot shed.
My darkness will consume your soul,