I see a darkness in you, and in that darkness, eyes starring back at me. Brown eyes, blue eyes, green eyes. Eyes you'll shut forever
What do we say to the God of Death?
I've been ready to die for many years. If the Lord was done with me, so be it, but he's not
Darkness will fall heavy on the world. The stars will bleed. The cold breath of winter will freeze the seas and the dead shall rise in the North