MAKE ME A SACRIFICE
The hand and blaze of a demons touch.
The fire the wraps around us.
You are the whispers I hear in my sleep and the tears I cry before my death.
Caress me before we are overcome by genocide.
Hunt me down and get so close I can feel your breath seeping through my skin and clinging to my soul.
Stranggle me in the chains and barriers governed by the strange essence of your blood.
Chase me down and kill me in my fight for freedom.
Silence, I am still, motionless.
Frozen in your stare, mezmorized by your glance.
Your world is a revelation of my life and my death, my life, my death.
Over and over untill it becomes routine.
Then serve me to your good as a sacrifice.
bAcK tO InDeX pAgE
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