My Scythe Edit One!

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My scythe is an exact copy
of the scythe Christ will use,
to reap the souls of man,
but for now, just demons
taste my blade of wrath

My blade brings me comfort
It gleams a deadly white light
When demons feel it slice
they scream in agony
soon they will be smitten

Will the dark forces ever stop?
The unrelenting pestering
It kills me inside but I
must remain stronger,
stronger than the darkness

All loss of faith and virtue
from the demons which attack me
I fight for this virtue
The demons suck it away
But my blade sustains me

So my scythe decapitates demons,
evil spirits, and all of the devils
smiling their evil grins in hell
they have no idea
what force I bring to them

They all must die, and
taste my blades wrath
they do not know what
they are getting into
I will not quit, I will be stronger

Christ will be watching over me
and hey he might even join the fray
Me and Christ, brothers of might
We fight for freedom
We fight for virtue



Original

My scythe is an exact copy
of the scythe Christ will use,
to reap the souls of man,
but for now, just demons
taste my blade of wrath

Will the dark forces ever stop?
The unrelenting pestering
It kills me inside but I
must remain stronger,
stronger than the darkness

So my scythe decapitates demons,
evil spirits, and all of the devils
smiling there evil grins in hell
they have no idea what force
what force I bring to them

They all must die, and
taste my blades wrath
they do not know what
they are getting into
I will not quit, I will be stronger