Days,

not weeks,

can you taste my darkness?

Can you feel my touch?

Does it burn?

Does it itch?

Soon you will know how it feels,

when I swallow your sin,

and you join me in the darkness,

when you become my messenger of death,

do you feel my touch?

Does it excite you?

For soon,

it will be too late,

soon you will know the true face of,

THE ROUNDHEAD!