Into the Darkest Melody

Into the Darkest Melody

Spiralling through its fields,

Rolling in its grass,

Some say it's wonder,

Some say it's fire,

The tingling on my neck,

The tickling in my heart,

The smoothness on my palms,

The softness in my soul,

I've been tempted to get closer,

To go and play with it,

It leaves me no choice,

It clasps my arms and pulls,

And pulls and pulls and pulls,

Its long black fingers,

They penetrate my skin,

My veins come apart,

And the blood pours out,

I come out of my trance,

I realize its aim,

I pull my hand away,

And pull and pull and pull,

But oh, it is in vain,

I am in too deep,

I've fallen for its melody,

Its intriguing symphony,

Death has grabbed my soul,

It will not let me go,

Now I'm down in darkness,

The deepest of its realms,

And I know for sure,

Death has taken its toll.