Darkness Within
when malevolence takes the pen
It’s been a long time since I’ve lay waste to the paper with ink
Let me lick my lips and let me think
I don’t want this to be a bust
It’s time to give into blood lust
It’s my time, happy Halloween,
Give into the dark passions of a fiend!
There was never a time where you weren’t in danger
My dark ambitions have been after you since the manger
I’ve waited far too long to sink my teeth into you
Grasp your flesh and tenderly tear you in two
Don’t worry I’ll treat each half equally fair
Rip your heart out and watch it quiver with every scare
The darkness in my soul is yelling “sick em”!
Maybe you’ll be my next victim……
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