Pain, love, emotion so old

Expressionless, a face of cold stone.

He stares at a world

so sickly and broken.

Strip away the mask and see,

he belongs with the wicked.

No rest, Apex hatred

No doubt

It's something that life can't be without

Dark, Scary

Suffering drags on and makes the soul weary.

On and on and on, it goes,

The evil has begun it's decent

Fear strikes through the heart and

Slithers into the mind.

Primal urges take hold, as adrenaline surges

The genetic map begins to unfold

the dark is cascading to where the body is waiting

Refusing to release its hold.

Terror, subversive in its nature,

relentlessly, unrelenting in its stead.

Culmination of terror and torture

but peace, for the beast is asleep.

Pain, love, emotion so old

Expressionless, a face of cold stone

He stares at a world

so sickly and broken.

Now nothing but a void,

absent of true emotion.