Pillars rise, sky falls
Red outline dimming the inevitable downfall.
Black scythe, sleek death
Spilling the nesscary wine of them.
Grab a horrifying screaming head, clutch in your claws
Satisfaction hearing the oh so calming crunch.
Eat the light, open your eyes, made of human wine.
Crimson vision select your targets
Hear the screams calm your senses
Flurry of blades you are the eye of the storm
No escape, only laughter!
Then the eyes open, sit up in bed, rub your eyes...
...and continue the day.













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