Death Now Stalks the World
Between my violent fingers of
control,
The fragile texture of your mortality,
Creates a pulse of fascination.
The fragile texture of your mortality,
Creates a pulse of fascination.
Slowing,
Your eyes begin to dim,
And I am drawn to the sensation of ultimate release.
Your eyes begin to dim,
And I am drawn to the sensation of ultimate release.
You stare right through me in those
final moments.
Strange,
I thought I’d be the last one you ever saw?
Strange,
I thought I’d be the last one you ever saw?
The veil has fallen...
And now you will wake every day to the horror of a new reality.
A place that waits in between the cracks,
The perfect crucible to lose yourself forever
And now you will wake every day to the horror of a new reality.
A place that waits in between the cracks,
The perfect crucible to lose yourself forever
******
Death on two legs now stalks the
world
And invites you to dance your final steps.
And invites you to dance your final steps.
Press the Buy Link below
And pray he never finds you.
And pray he never finds you.
(Main image attributed to unknown artist)
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