Fear
Silhouette fate, your victim; who dies ten-thousand times before his death. Y ou, I've known for millennium; the being in dryad. Chameleon prospect To maneuvering, gaining entrance through, with humility. Victims' void of yo ur potency, until you render' redundant; Able bones, strong hearted and original souls, to their copies. Their very shadows that make no difference On surface, than efface. Fear ; staunch enemy of Will*. Your art of corruption is so great That you turn adventurous mind to return home, with Grotesque and distorted expression wearing face. Despair; paranoia; palsy and pessimism, appall the dream of ambitious minds. You are no less fiery, than the arson that corrupts, With its tongue, une-belle-maison* . You dastardize the courage of who you haunt; Pervasion of skeptic thought, hunt-them-to-tomb. The child that's hoped as the father for the man Is cut off the point of hope; for your fiery tongue, consumes his gut; Obsessed! like th...