My Last Breath
I stare into the dark corner of my cage,
Drawn into it, I start to wonder
Bracing myself against the mighty carnage,
Finally beaten, I bleed like water
I ran as hard as I could,
Away from the fangs of the Gargoyle
Only to be stopped by walls covered with rotten roots
I was helpless and cornered
Fight, am I able?
Its' teeth sunk into my flesh, with the last breath I took
I lay on the crimson pool,
as I float away from the living
Who will be the next fool,
to be born into this mortal witching...
~ Aeon
