Shadows at the Crossroads

Shadows whisper cold, in the silent fold

Ghostly tales untold, as the night takes hold

In the dark, where the unseen dwell

God's light and devil's hell, trapped in a spell

A man in the middle, standing still

Reaper's glare, he's got the will

Time slips, no escape

Fate's grip, sealed your fate

Run if you can, but the shadow's near

Death's calling, crystal clear

Outrun the night, chase the dawn

Meet your mark, turn it on

Ghosts of the past, whisper softly

In the middle, where death's cross, lofty

Ethereal whispers, ghostly choir

Heaven and hell, tangled fire

The reaper waits, with steady hand

This is the last stand, across the land

When the final breath is taken

No more tears, no forsaken

Ghostly in the dawn, ever free

Beyond the edge of eternity