the red death

thrice

entertain the hope that somehow you'll escape me

weld the bolts and close the iron gate

drink deeply the illusion of your safety

my how wishful thoughts inebriate

masquerade and revel in your opulence. writhe unfettered by your stabs at ignorance. swim through hues and whispered tones of heresy

a dozen strokes to run your blood cold enough to believe

remember me?

you look so surprised to see me here

with hells black wings did i overperch these walls

for stony limits cannot hold me out

and now

you

all

die