Nevermore

I feel the hot breath upon my neck,
The cold scaly flesh upon my back.
The sharp, jagged point of the fangs upon my heart.
Ripping and pulling at my body.
I fall to the floor shattered, cold, alone.

I stand up to face my opponent,
I show no defeat, although he has already won,
But I still stand strong, still hold my head high.

I am so weak, my legs ache,
My mind is going black.
I'm sinking... Falling... Fading...

I hide behind my mask of happiness and joy,
No one knows that I want them all to die,
That I want to watch them burn in the fiery depths of hell
That I want their souls to evaporate in to the dead air we breathe.

Oh how blissful life would be,
Oh how sublime...

As I lay dying...
You live...

I die...
You live...

It ends!!!