What reflection do I see in the mirror?
The change couldn't be any clearer
My soul died on the day
The day I blew you away
Does the blood really change my appearance?
Or show how I deal with interferance
Your days are numbering less and less
Your existance is so useless.
I metamorphosize
Right before your eyes
You didn't realize
I am your demise
Laughing at your tears
I relish your pain
Your soul has disappeared
Couldn't bear the strain
Of my wicked brain
If you have nothing to fear
You must be insane
I right here
Stalking from behind
Coming for my kill
It's all thats on my mind
Just for the thrill
I metamorphosize
Right before your eyes
You didn't realize
I am your demise
As I devour your flesh
While the blood is still fresh
You will squeal
To me just another meal
I don't care
My hunger is my master
Who said Iife was fair
I engorge ever faster
I metamorphosize
Right before your eyes
You didn't realize
I am your demise
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beastly instinct ~bella