I see shadows on my wall
I face strangers in my mirror
There is a message on the wall
An epitaph in the mirror
The veins turn pale
On seeing the shadows flicker
A chill rush down the spine
On hearing the strangers saunter
The message on the wall
Reads gore and wrath
The epitaph in the mirror
Chides a beginning of an end
Creepers cherish the flourish
Chameleons whack the cracks
Vipers poke to choke
And spume flows and glows
I see shadows on my wall
The message on the wall
Reads gore and wrath
Shaman shrewd and lewd
Retorts, snorts and aborts
Freeloaders quash and squash
With words that squirm to the requiem
I face strangers in my mirror
The epitaph in the mirror
Chides a beginning of an end
It’s an elusive experience
It’s an implausible explanation
Yet there’s warm blood
Yet there’s a cold coffin
