When i smell you i feel fear,
And death is what comes when your voice i hear.

Your shadow is your soul
And your dead eyes are cold

Your lips suck the life from my body, my mind
and i cant get away from you i have no place to hide.

Your icy touch leaves me cold
and the momories wont fade as i grow old.

Your fingers trace harshley over my hips
as you bend in close and touch our lips

i felt sick inside and out
and i wanted to scream to run and shout