DeezyType Posted April 13, 2015 Report Posted April 13, 2015 (edited) Sweating in panic, running blind in the nightIs it behind me? Adrenaline born of frightThe cadaverous essence ridden with blightSickening pictures run rampant all through my mindI cannot imagine putting up a fight Hold my breath, awkward silence,Heart is deafening, the drum of warShould never have played wicked games with this whoreOh, Miss Ravenous , so cadaverousI never wanted all of this violence Spiders play their symphony of silken stringsWhile you feast upon the soul of living human beingsFlies swarm around the bodies you have devouredMaggots born of blood, love betrothed death in their final hourWhy must I play with things that potentially could kill me Fire, screaming in the night, crying out their smoldering ashesThe snapping of branches beneath my own beingFeet wet with blood, running through marshes of bodiesHow did I get myself into this place?The Crypt of the Animaphage All this prolonged silence is music to my ears,The reak of decaying bodies I just cant shake outta my headHave I gone mad?No, this is just the itch of rebellion, the crave of desecration Lubricate these achy muscles with this potion in my backpackRejuvenated back to normal, TM 20, now let's rumbleAnimaphage, your sword wont help you, scepter and crown are worthless hereI've taken you by the hand, for you must come to my danceI'm done running, playing your games, end the fight of darkest daysCapture the One Who Devours, my once love, in a ball of red and white Copr. Mason DuPont Edited April 15, 2015 by DeezyType Devon Christian 1
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