tw death ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- i swear i've never hurt a soul but i'm not sorry to say the truth in that dies today with you already i can hear your screams ragged, heavy breathing, changed with pain pleading, begging, screaming for mercy i turn my music up the smell of burning flesh permeates the air cloying and thick it clings to everything it touches i touch the iron door keeping the you and the fire in i can feel my skin sizzling the pain refreshingly hot it takes hours for the screams to stop days for the door to cool down weeks to plan the reveal minutes to incite the wrath of the masses they're all out for blood now my blood i don't mind they won't find me till i'm ready to be found
