Fear

Look into my eyes
Come on, don’t look away
Words are pointless here
Guaranteed you’ll slip away, bitch
As the world revolves
You can try and run but now
But someday I’ll catch up
One day you will fuck up
Eyes on you
Whisper gentle death
All the days
Just hope your hands don’t lose
I planned a slaughter
'Cause I’m coming to find you
I’ve got nothing to leave
And nothing to lose
I welcome you, boy
To my house of fucking cards
The king’s hunting the joker
The end game is here
I smell fear
I taste sweat
Closing in, I wait
Found you, you little rat fuck
Cursed Earth
Now die