Dying on Ecstasy

I am the harbinger of the pain and hate you hide so well
I am the hand that grabs your ankles and drags you to where the devil dwells
You guessed right, H E double hockey sticks, baby.
Collect yourself, because I am here to collect your fear and eat that soul
I am the space between organs, I swim in your blood
It's thick as fuck and God, do I love to choke on it.
Suffer hard and ride it out, live through the pain of lying to yourself
Can you feel the ground shaking and breaking and drooling for you?
Do you see that this is the moment you'll take your last breath?
Time is a story I made up to keep you thinking you always have more.
This is the end, there is only darkness left for you to endure.
Can you feel the end of everything
Can you feel your body dying
Guess this is it
Guess you're not prepared for it