Follow me quietly into the darkness
towards the mysterious shadows lurking in the...
Watch my face,
as it morphs into...
Its burning me with every
pump; the blood flowing in...
Overwhelming feelings
consuming me into darkness...
'Help me, help me.'
She says...
In late autumn the pitchy part of Paris
is a callous city, scorning nature...
There is no need to seek the
presence of me, for my hands...
Brick by brick, she decays:
Yet broken dreams haunt her still...
Silver Flesh stretching taut across
Rotting, popping bones...
Rebuking demonic spirits has never spewed from my...
but tonight, I cast out the torturous enemies...
I am the sound of winter
With the smell of spring...
You laugh at me
Diminish what is me...