What You're Scared Of

I've harbored this horrible hunger which ravages

Everything it touches, like hundreds of desperate savages

Ravenous stomachs, nothing but a cavernous black abyss

As this carnivore carousel gathers hazardous pathogens

In the drabbest of passages where cadavers are stackin'

If you have entered these catacombs you must sadly be masochistic

'Cause I am the cataclysmic embodiment of an apocalypse

And I'm waiting, salivating,

at the mere thought of the taste of your blood on my lips

I might be rhyming but I am tired of reasoning

I'm that demonic evil thing causing people to dream of these

Diabolical sceneries, come and see where I'm keeping these

Bodies, let 'em float, as endless rows of my teeth will sink

Into the meat that you're feeding me with your fear as the seasoning

Even Stephen King couldn't possibly come to conceive a thing

That could equal my need to feast on your petrified flesh

Keep an eye out for deadlights ahead

Addicted to the taste of fear

From the moment that it touched my tongue

And now I smell it when it's near

You never meant to but you brought me some

The table's set, now let me find a wine to pair up

Don't be afraid to share what you're scared of

Why are you skeptical, don't deny this as tenable

Are your eyes not so credible? See these lights are a spectacle

Unconfined to dimensional lines, as I am exceptional

A divine, unpreventable, do you find this digestible?

Though I lie for extensible times I rise with immeasurable

Appetite for your terror, every bite is impeccable

Your fight's commendable, but your fright is delectable

Every effort's in vain, the end of your life's inevitable

Got you floating so high, as my mouth is opening wide

But don't you try to fight it, because you know you will die

I've missed you so although you've grown old and brave

The only thing better than fear is fear that's been aged

Addicted to the taste of fear

From the moment that it touched my tongue

And now I smell it when it's near