Him

I watch you, alone and afraid
Waiting for the one, who has been flayed
He who walks the horrible path
The one who makes an eternal bloodbath
Watching the chosen, slit at the throat
Gurgle and gasp, and thrown in the moat
He comes for you, as you dream
So it'll be louder when you scream
He likes it when you struggle and fight
And when you realize your hopeless plight
He gets sick pleasure, watching you twitch
Then throws you to rot in a ditch

He comes after those who don't believe
Of the pain they can receive
Those who fear death
To lose their life's breath
For they scream more than all the rest
Before their heart stops in their chest

I see you, panting from fear
As he who is flayed, comes near
I see you, getting ready to fight
As he comes, appearing from the night
He comes to you, ready to be hit
Then, you realize, your throat's been slit
I watch as you drown on your own blood
Watching as there's a red flood
He smiles down at you, the last thing you see
Before darkness creeps in and takes you from me
He looks at me, and I look back
Wishing, me, he would attack
He just smiles, and leaves with you
To throw you away, to rot and stew
In the ditch of his victims
Who all saw the last thing, him
Before disappearing into the night
No longer able to fight

As I sit here, alone and afraid
To live and never again see the one who's been flayed
Sitting in an endless cave
Waiting for the one death I crave