The Breath of evil,
Presence and the coldness,
On the neck,
A moment to cower in fear.
All did that,
To live longer,
One did not,
Only to be haunted always.
A sickness that goes unchecked,
To be cured only with death,
The Breath of evil,
Presence and the coldness,
On the neck,
A moment to cower in fear.
All did that,
To live longer,
One did not,
Only to be haunted always.
A sickness that goes unchecked,
To be cured only with death,