When I get older,

does it get colder?

or is it that my blood takes longer to warm me up?

Oh My Death

such, a mirror

Reflective of the unseen

Definitive of the temporary

Oh the sweet lies

let Death take

what it came here for

I call upon you

to release me,

from the lies of

this Pain body

A catharsis

tremble your worst fears away

Relieve hell from its slaves