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.