No more blood, nor claws, nor fangs
Just an otherworldly touch
You will feel no pain, nor fear
But persistent yearning
For nonbeing
The persistent thirst for nonbeing's
Hidden well inside one's mind
It cannot be satisfied and
Keeps haunting mankind...
Tried so fiercely
To dissent but stone-cold hands
Covered my mouth,
Strangled my neck
At objection attempts
Touch me
Cursed and blissful
Dare to follow me and
I will follow you forever
A thousand doors will open where
There were only blank walls
Before
Remedies, orations, teardrops -
Torn nets for the almost gone
Though i drained the chalice of life
They still fill it on and on
How
Could i not notice
Void and your eyes look the same?
I'm sick and fed up
With being deceived
I'm quitting now this game
Rivers,
Chasm rivers
Flowing down, down
Carry me away,
Make my heart bleak,
Calm and free
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