You have no idea what your silence brings...
Deamons slowly slide in through my locked door
My inner cage rattles, wanting for more
My heart aches from death before
You've no idea what you have in store.
No no, I'm far from morally sane
How so? I'm a leech, I constantly drain
All except blood, I let that rain
Rain from the sky, so I can watch your pain.
I cough up phlegm and glare you way
So beware, for it may be your last day
I'm on your tail, I'm here to stay
You'd better start running and make no delay.
Once I pounce and catch you whole
I'll sniff your skin and clutch your soul
And soon my gash will take it's toll
For it is my heart from whom you stole.
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