Down the roads of Hell
It roars like a mighty beast
Driven by the Grimm Reaper
Fueled by the lost souls He collects
The roar of the engine
Can be heard on the surface
While it thunders down the highways of Hell
To most the sound is unknown
However
To those about to meet its driver
It is the sound of a tortured eternity
For the souls that fuel it can be heard screaming in their ears
When the Reaper reaches the right spot
He leaves the truck parked in Hell
With a lantern in hand he exists the truck
And in a cloud of smoke asends from Hell
To meet his next victim
Once he extracts their soul
And has captured it in the lantern
He depends back into the abyss
Adds the soul to the others that fuel his truck
And drive to his next destination
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