May 2014
Wherever you go,
I will trail.
Tread lightly..
I can smell your musk.
When you turn,
A shadow is all you'll see.
I walk with the night,
You are in death's sight.
May you die.
In Agony.
I will trail.
Tread lightly..
I can smell your musk.
When you turn,
A shadow is all you'll see.
I walk with the night,
You are in death's sight.
May you die.
In Agony.
