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Death Rider
As I ride I hear Death talk
As I ride I hear Death walk
Into the darkness of the shade, he sends yet another
Death is perched at my side like a brother.
Sinks in the words of Devil the Persuader
As I tried to become a Death Evader
Sunk in the words of Devil the Persuader
I then became a Death Rider.
Sending souls to the burning of the fire
I satisfied Death's every desire
With my twisted thoughts I could not tell
That I was being lowered to Hell.
Heaven is not for me, not for my sins
It seems for now, Death wins
With the lightning speed of my good becoming lighter
I was transformed into a Death Rider.
poem
by
Abdul Malik Habibalah Wajid Hunter
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