Disclaimer: He doesn't belong to me.
A Killer's Repose.
Ah! The sleep of innocence
Lost
The sleep of fear and shame.
Crimson blood and dulcet screams
Echo
The sleepers pain.
Eyelashes flutter
On pale cheeks
Haunted by some dream.
Taut flesh stretched over
Heavy muscle
A killer in repose.
Weave reality
Memories strong
Of power and control.
Another life taken
Pleasure
Strength
To forever loose your soul.
There is no warning
There is no mercy
Beneath
This falling sky.
And promise is held
Within those eyes
To bring us to our knees.
For a fiery darkness
Dances bright
Trapped in
His black, black gaze.
Deaths angel surely?
Stands among us
For
The End of Days.
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