Pull

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
I feed off your pain

Submitted: May 19, 2015

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Lie your soul down,

So dark and distressed,

Into my depths; drown,

I pull them, pull them down

To the dark, the watery death,

Where you cannot feel your breath,

I can give you eternal death,

I can give you infinite pain.

Your pain is my pleasure,

Pain, my gain.

Wait at the gates where I will sate you

I can make you, I can break you,

I can pull you apart;

Put you back together,

Tear your soul apart;

Rip out your feeble dying heart,

You'll be crying for the pain after you're done with the pleasure

I'm not your sweet, I'm not your fool,

I'm the demon for which men die,

The pool where their souls reside

Deep inside, I'll draw you to the dark,

I'll pull, pull you apart, I can give you eternal death,
I can give you infinite pain.
Your pain is my pleasure,
Pain, my gain.

Feed, feed on your dark heart,

I taste your pain; savor it

In my dark garden, you'll labor for it

Come to hell, where I reside,

The dark kingdom is where I'll hide

Lie, lie your soul down


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