29 April 2012

I'm the weaver of your dreams,

The receiver of your screams,

Your soul was offerd on a plate,

So I licked the dammed thing clean,

I'm like nothing you've ever seen,

When I come puffing on the scene,

I'm worse than any demon,

I'm nothing without obscene.

I'll stalk you down this twisted path,

I'll stalk you round some distant past,

Anywhere your nightmares take you,

I'll be there right up your arse.

I will wait till you think I've surpassed

My Favourite trick comes last.

When you see the morning dew,

There behind you my dark figures cast.

=DARK STABLISH=

Inspired by @aleishagayle20 Sweet dreams

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