Caller of the Night

He stole her away in the night
When the moon hung low in the sky
And it seemed the whole world was asleep
Unaware of death's wandering eye.

Like the Black Knight facing a battle
He fought, and conquered her life.
And nobody stirred in their slumber
When she succumbed to death that night.

The night remained silent and still
As her breathing quietly ceased.
She abides with a power that kills
But we pray she will slumber in peace.

She floats through dark chambers of death
Like a cloud in search of the sun,
And thinks this must be the end.
The ending has only begun.

She could feel death standing behind her
And all that he looks at dies.
But in turning to hide from his glare
Beheld sockets containing no eyes.

A skull with a cynical smile,
A reaper excelled in his art.
Though his soul was drowned beneath black
You could tell that blood dripped from his heart.

He towers over the world,
The power that life can't defeat.
Like fire, fear danced and unfurled
With the coils of mist at his feet.

And all around him was darkness
And parody of human fate.
She saw a glow in the distance called heaven
And fled from his prison of hate.