The Horseman

I am the death dealer.
Always looking for someone.
Are we all monsters?
I fear I'm pushing but I know I must, everyone's doors are shut.
Is anyone alive?
Can anyone be themselves?
But the real question,
Can I be myself?
This is hard to dig out. I hold a gun, my life is my choice.
The pin could drop in a flinch but then I realize I have been chosen by God.
I will fulfill my destiny.
Everyone's doors are shut but I can see through the windows.
I can see! I can see! I will fulfill my destiny.
I am the death dealer.