Kredity
Texty
Your eyes pierce right through me, unveiling the hidden elusiveness within
These patterns you witness have become my crutch
Your eyes are your ammunition
Your gaze is killing me
A substantial blood loss that is not my own and it is pouring out of me
This assault will bring me strength, increasing stability not to collapse
This is a dagger to the heart, an unrelinquishing torture, but this
Soon will assemble me
Your murder face to face
