Arriving in the night.

A peeling soul to pay

Crying for the light.

Piercing through your brain.



Reaching out for help.

The help in which you pray.

Searching for the answer

To questions which they say



Just killing time.



The killing time is the final bout.

Life slowly decays

From the depths of down below.

Powerful rotting ways.

Corpses laid out on the ground

Form a perfect line.



A killing time.



Rotten is the deadly birth.

Strength turns to fear.

Certain for the end result

Life's breath draws near.



A falling victim to decay.

Infection sets the pace

Rising from your loneliness

And the human race.