• thefourdots 5w

    Pray the angel of death finds you before I do....the plagues I carry are few....but the wrath that comes with will leave you wishing you lived your nightmares instead....even your greatest fear won't turn to spare you a look cause I own them....pray something kills you before I find you cause even in death you will feel something worse than pain....when the clouds turn grey....the eyes that keeps still shall rain....pray