A blackened mist arises
from the last rain falling
into view comes a figure
a figure standing

Glaring eyes scar
in through your flesh
upon your soul
who can this be?
who can this be awaiting?

My soulmate?
My love, my long awaited love?
Can this possibly be?
All these thoughts racing through my mind
what you fail to notice
wantful things you seek for your soul's
content

Instead there can be only one
The Soultaker the one who slays
your long awaited soulmate
No one can save you, no one will try
no one will persist to gain trust
only death will find you
only death will keep its promise

DEATH is its name...