Morg

like the closet
it more like rest in hell
and will be watchin you in hell
never seen there until you die
you're like wasting your time
you're like wasting your time
listen to me
take a second to run
but you aint able to hide
take a look or die
the voice,the force is me
it's the angel of death

forget the soul
take a step on my side
rest and taste
the morg is well