REAPERS' LUV
My luv, has fallen it is true.
For the darkness, and his crew.
Luv forsakes, the dead and the new.
Thru the hell, that created you.
Created from above, I have fallen for luv.
With the dark, I fly with you.
Your the grimm reaper, this is true.
I am the dead, coming with you.
Together we will chase, souls ov the new.
Grimm you are not, as you shine thru.