skeleton eyes.

As he stared into my soul,
with his mysterious, vacant eyes.
I could feel the pain,
of 1,000 suffering souls.
His piercing fingers have killed
many people.
His breath was foul, and cold,
as he whispered in my ear.
"Evil is knowing better, but doing worse"
As he took another soul into his arms,
he looked back at me one more time.
And it was as if I could see that persons
life in one glance.
He faded away into the smoky night.
And I then knew, exactly what death was all about.