plead to her like damned gods . something cold simmers ‘neath thy flesh . death kisses youth and she bids it a mournful farewell . it is wasted with her . deprived of midnight’s awakened hours and rebellion’s thirst . she is hell rising . it stirs , fuming and impatient , like her . ❝ understood , let’s do it ! can we write him a note before we leave ? a big fuck you letter . and then i’ll go wherever you go . ❞ famished for a taste of depravity . let her be ruination’s sweet doll .
carnage submits to her trail . an effigy , an ode , to abbattoir follows . crimson sinks ‘neath verglas . ❝ and what will this note say ? i’m all for diminishing the little prick . ❞ behemoth savagery comes instinctual to vile past . an ancient problem . ❝ or , perhaps , it is better to say nothing at all & let him sink in his own paranoia . sometimes silence is deadly . ❞