Lurking
In the depths
Of your mind
Where you’re never safe from the
Pain
Fear
Cold, hard reality
Mixed with the worst of imaginings
A bold foray
Cutthroat melee
It’s frothing in your face

A small victory is but a ruse
To draw you
Deeper into the pit
Each blow dealt is but a catalyst
For resurrecting, multiplying terror

Remove the head
And out of the stump
Behold, twice fold
The beast renewed

We are legion
Godless
Devour us all
We only want to be stuck
Deep inside your throat
Drowning in the darkness
We vomit horror
In the mouth of the prideful
The snout of the willing

We are Hydra,
The devil
of many heads
We only want to strangle
Your pathetic soul
Ripping, twisting, feasting
upon your despair
To drag you down on the way to the top of the well

The more you engage us
The deeper we bore
The more you entertain us
Like worms in a long-dead corpse
We bore

Come
Now
Sit down at the table
Of a game that you can't win
We didn't ask to be here
You invited us in

There's personal demons
And then there's this
A many-headed serpent
With a crippling kiss
And the promise
Of relentless
bottomless slow decay

A small victory is but a ruse
To draw you
Deeper into the pit
Each blow dealt is but a catalyst
For resurrecting, multiplying terror

Remove the head
And out of the stump
Behold, twice fold
The beast renewed

We are legion
Godless
Devour us all
We only want to be stuck
Deep inside your throat
Drowning in the darkness
We vomit horror
In the mouth of the prideful
The snout of the willing

We are Hydra,
the devil
Of many heads
We only want to strangle
Your pathetic soul
Ripping, twisting, feasting
On your despair
To drag you down on the way to the top of the well

We exist to shroud the light
To breed with fear
And spawn a host of plagues
Incessantly whispering
In
Your
Ear
Despair

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