DEATH'S POEM'S

YOUR DARK HOUR AWAITS

WE WERE A CURIOUS LITTLE DUO

QUITE MISCHIVIOUS WE WERE

WE'D DONE THINGS SO QUITELY AND QUICKLY

THAT THEY'D ALMOST SEEMED A BLUR

WE KNOW CERTAIN THINGS YOU WERE NOT TO DO

THAT WAS SOON OBVIOUS TO SEE

YET YOU WENT RIGHT ON DOING THEM

THE TWO OF US ON A REBEL SPREE

I LOOK AT YOU FROM THE INSIDE

KNOWING WHAT YOU FEEL

YOU'D LAUGH AT PAIN

THOUGH THE HUMOR WAS UNREAL

YOU'D WENT THROUGH PLENTY AS A CHILD

THAT I SURELY FELT

THE HEAT FROM YOUR ANGER

WOULD DRIVE ANYONE TO MELT

YET I WAS THE ONE THAT ABSORBED IT

IT WAS A MOTIVATIONAL THING

THAT ANGER TURNED TO DARKNESS

AND SOON ITS FREEDOM BELLS WOULD RING

THERE WAS NO DENYING WHAT WE WERE

WE'D BOTH BEEN CONSUMED

DRIVEN BY BLOOD LUST

FOR THE PAIN THEY'D CAUSED YOU

YOU WERE MOCKED IN THE PAST

BUT SHALL BE FEARED IN THE FUTURE

THE EVIL LOVED US BOTH

AND WE DRANK IT LIKE LIQUOR

WE WERE DRUNK FROM HATE

MINDLESSLY DOING EVIL'S DEEDS

WHO KNEW IT WAS LITERALLY MEANT TO SO

YOU'LL BE THE DEATH OF ME

FOR THE LOVE AND CARE

IN BOTH OF US HAD DIED

WE'VE NOTHING TO GIVE BUT DEATH

NOT GIVING A RATS TAIL FOR THOSE THAT CRIED

I WAS NO LONGER RED

CRIMSON OR SCARLET

I WAS A BLACK VALVE OF POISION

I WAS YOUR PAST OR A MIRROR OF IT

HERE WE ARE

MUCH WANTED AND FULL OF POWER

BUT THESE MURDEROUS DEEDS ARE

JUST THE START OF YOUR DARKEST HOUR.