Vittring

Eyes
Roll back
Senses
Heightened

Every sound
Perceived
Every scent
Apprehended

Hidden away in the deep
Escaping from light
Clawing out from the black
Waiting to clutch

Escape the light

My will imposed
Playground for instincts
If blood is what I spill
It was foretold

Dance of death
Feral display of might
Every move interpreted
Every approach calculated

(Eyes)
(Roll back)
(Pupils)
(Dilating)

Eyes roll back
Pupils dilating
On the trail
Led by bloodlust
Waiting for the night's embrace
Through the darkness I find your shelter
No escape

Dance of death
Feral display of might
Every move interpreted
Every approach calculated

My will imposed
Playground for instincts
If blood is what I spill
It was foretold



Credits
Writer(s): Buster Odeholm
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