He’s tall and cold and smiles.
He’s death by another name.
When you feel him drawing close,
you’re twisted in his hopeless game.
Right outside your window,
the Demon comes to call.
If you survive, please tell the tale,
so others will not fall.
Goodnight!
#BATIM
i will not have you without the darkness that hides within you. i will not let you have me without the madness that makes me. if our demons can't dance, neither can we.