Go on playing your little death games
The darkness sparkling merrily in your twisted souls
Twittering Deathbird salivating in your desire to debase
Cackling at some foolish private prank
Toying with innocent souls.
You'll get yours
I've got mine
You'll rot in the fires of Hell
When I'm gone.
© Copyright 1978-2011 by Preston V. McMurry III