Run - Scythe

Sleep, for now You still dare to,

Keep your eyes closed as you do,

Breathe, and feel how your heart beats

Peace won’t last any longer than your

Dreams

On, I have to go on,

don’t turn around, run and keep my back

bent, 'cause it is on my heels

and its breath caressing me,

damp, so close and pressing me faster, I have to go faster,

or it will be past me and I will be passed, God, it is so fast,

my heart is of glass, how long will it last?

Knees that bend and hurt

and feet that burn and tread wet sand,

bleed and leave a fat shed trace,

shining, it’s nostrils refining

upon a race dying in monstrous pace

What is it, a man or a beast?

Just why did it turn upon me?

A shadow, grotesque, incomplete

Its panting and croaking a spell

looming, tow’ring, weaving a cell,

for my thoughts in blistering hell

Go, a stumble, just go, a twig hanging low,

row row your boat,

no, the sun is still up there,

slow, growing filling the air,

Ho, Phoebus’reddening fair

Chariot, far from its lair, tear it, be fair,

just don’t spare it, your glare a spear

My blood freezing while I haste on Its smell oozing vile all along

Roasting my brain in milelong tongs

Lightening, frightening rages the gale

Thunder, under pressure not to fail

Blowing, glowing fire, the sky

Burning, churning arrow in your eye

Still, behind me a will, to blind me and kill,

a mind, just to spill a life, to quench its thirst, still alive,

the prey, a curse fills the air, who pays, which purse

ringing, whose silver is singing,

who is the one bringing this chase to end?

Sins I repent, Tears, falling, die…

Path blurring, now steps falter, my cry: who are you?

Why, answer, why?