A Fetish

Flesh and bone

Hollow chest

Your curse I live

You follow

You haunt

The burden of your skin

And I need your blood

A fetish

And I need your blood

On swift wings death will come

And I can almost ******* taste it

I crave your end

A reality you deserve

Brought by my hand

And it wouldn't be the same

If it wasn't me to pull the trigger

And my eyes roll back

As your spirit leaves

I'll take your hand

Guide you to the end

Your time has come

Now your spirit leaves