Cold blood.
Inhuman eyes.
Ghost breath.
And strong hands,
You can lock my neck
In a breathless prison.
I can feel your hate
Walking around my body
While you're staring at me.
You can show me my own blood
Flowing around me.
Falling to a filthy pure floor.
You can show me your lurid thoughts,
I'd still enjoy seeing your grey eyes losing life,
Each time you take away a life.
I still like seeing your soul turning black.
Serving the devil inside you.
I like seeing you die while you're managing to kill me.
But darling.
Who told you i'd accept to leave this world without you ?
I'm bringing you back home.
Hell is waiting for your rotten soul to feed its flames of anger.
19 / 04 / 2018
