Your visits are rare, but when you leave; you leave disaster.
You drop your bomb, and let it tick-tock faster and faster.
You're a predator in the night, seeking for a body to hunt.
You corner them, and when you leave; you leave them vacant.
With no power to survive, no will to continue living.
You're a walking devil, taking but never giving.
As soon as you hit, there's no way of backing up.
The only way to survive is to pray and hope and never giving up.
