He comes for me
Eyes loom in the gloom
Sallow hands upon the threads
His smile gleams
Teeth as white as snow
In the darkness they glow
He comes for me
Moving shadows
They creep in
The silence becomes a din
Breath is short and almost silent
A swinging rope upon the gallows
He comes for me
Bittersweet and sour
Sweat dries
A failing flower
and the mornings rise
He came for me
And with the dawns call
Nothing came for me again, nevermore...
Eyes loom in the gloom
Sallow hands upon the threads
His smile gleams
Teeth as white as snow
In the darkness they glow
He comes for me
Moving shadows
They creep in
The silence becomes a din
Breath is short and almost silent
A swinging rope upon the gallows
He comes for me
Bittersweet and sour
Sweat dries
A failing flower
and the mornings rise
He came for me
And with the dawns call
Nothing came for me again, nevermore...