Run through the wicked maze of your rotting life. You will not escape me.
My essence will torment you. I will be your muddled thoughts.
The winds will guide me down the paths that you take.
Never again will you be alone, for now, I am your life.
You will not escape me.
Run through the fields.
The lightning will find you.
Hide among the trees
and the timbers will fall.
Duck down in your hole,
and suffer a ghastly death.
No
escape.
Nightmares coming will serve to remind you of the tortures you dealt me.
Your laughter will only bring you pain.
Many sorrows shall come in waves
to suck you under.
You will cry for help and will find none.
Your screams for a savior will not be heard.
Your soul will rot you.
Decaying from inside out, your flesh will dry to dust.
Because you banished me, I will forever haunt you.
Because you loved me~
you hurt me.
Because you needed me~
you despised me.
Because you despised me~
you took my life.
......and now, even death won’t stop me~
from lavishing in your doom..... forever.
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