Mourning Breath

You, try to keep your cool
Cater not to them
Don't play the fool
Though, in the end your soul is on the line
It's true, what they've done to you cruel
It seems no matter what you do,
Revenge is imminent

A breath of fresh death
Sweet sick caress,
But what's next?
What's next but what's between the text?
What's left at last but full caskets, stuffed to the brim, and the ones who crawl back, like a tell-tale heart attack?
Palpitations, choking and screaming, the whole nine yards, in fact
You want a gruesome show?
Then sit back and relax
We won't start with the axe,
Save that for the climax,
I want you on the edge of your sheath
Begging for fresh meat
I'll let you watch me sink my teeth
Down to the bone beneath

Thank you all for joining us here tonight
You have truly been a delight
It's not often that we entertain guests so polite (that's right)
You were good to the last bite