deaths half brother

[freakinside69]

Just in the gates, in the jaws of hell
Here Toils and Death, and Death's half brother, sleep
For though you can not see them
You shall know they are there
You can hear their powerful names upon the air
You can feel their intensive bodies around you
Preserving you to find a way out
You can smell the stench of evil lurking around you
Though you can barley accept it all
You relies your eyes are tightly shut
So you open them
You at home with you family
No wonder you almost killed your self