Pierce Me

I find death,
Death finds me,
Cut me, stick your needles through
My flesh, my veins, my morbid blood!

The frigid moon, radiating,
Calls my name and my every light
Fades and dies,
Dissolving
In my trail left behind.

Slice me, carve me,
I inhale venomous poison,
Rewarding me intelligence,
Finding eternity.

The reaper occurs near,
Collecting and counting
The remains of the bloodless.
My time now has come,
My soul is decayed,
Drained in fire.

Following to my intension,
It’s another existence…