I know the end is near
The bite of death, so sweetly sour
As the cool shower
Of tears and sweat,
Hold me close
Marionette
I know the end is near

Oh the fear of blood
hemophobia in its trueness
Your bite is hard and cruel,
My eyes can’t take it
I close them and tell myself
“I’m fine!”
But am I really in the inside?

Oh your teeth so sharp and deadly
Your warm breath so close but far
Oh truth, why did you go afar?
Your teeth grab my neck,
So thin and boney,
It’s the end
I’llremember your scent of honey