The owl twitches as it stares at your body Your body’s fermenting and rotting You feel the black inside your chest Like you can’t ever be put to rest A single tear falls from your eyes It lands on your hand, it’s as red as wine You look to the skies But see nothing but lies Look back on your life it was as great as could be Your every action was full of creed You try to run from this dark infection The dark is good in another perception The black vines climb your flailing legs You fall to your knees and begin to beg You are cursed for life You cannot fight Doomed to a life of evil in hell You cry blood as the ground gave out and you fell
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