"The Reaper in White"

find the past in broken glass
along the river of fallen ghosts
suddenly a child’s voice
slips between the rotten oaks
there’s a figure in the mist
standing on the soggy moss
patiently it guards the bridge
waiting for the next to cross

the reaper in white
keeper of the night
one he day he will stand in your path
the reaper in white
shadow in the light
pray that he just might let you pass

crossroads at the water’s edge
where stranger’s tracks have come and gone
clench the rails and rusty nails
hope the pain will make you strong
creeping towards the iron gate
the keeper waits in snowy cloak
a silent presence chills the wind
he knows his prey is growing close

the reaper in white
keeper of the night
one he day he will stand in your path
the reaper in white
shadow in the light
pray that he just might let you pass

Different and very interesting! I like