tap tap tap Goes the raven On the tomb stone in my mind Awakens my torment if torments eyes go blind βI walk from breakfast to madnessβ And part way back Reciting her words as my chosen attack Stalking death as death i seek Though the dark lit vail I always peek But bleeding scars on oceans cue Times hands tick on avoiding you To cheat the game is a tricky find But Dying is the dish we all must try