Death? Pain?
Why so wanted?
Who wants this horrid yet luscious feeling?
Gnawing on your body
All day
All night
Who wants this curse? this ecstasy?
When a deathly knife
Is nothing but a precious friend?
Who's there when you're in need.
When the warm blaze
Is nothing but an icy icicle.
Who's always there for you.
To warm you.
To freeze you.