Face me
draw me in, devour me

Soak in what I give unto you
Let my presence be your downwards sprial
The impression of my words
push you back into your shell

Where you remain: Obey

First off
I strain your nerves

I drain you from your will
I paint your lenses with grey
I drench your tounge in black
And I wait until you crack

becomes the language,
every word that's spoken

Bow, heel. Every one will kneel
The darkness that I offer you
will heal

Eat, drink. Let the gluttony conceal
The blackness that I drag you in is real

Then, now
I let you sleep

I rest upon the fact
I flourish by the sight
It's nothing I'll deny:
The ground you walk is dry

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