Deadly Nightshade

Come now my lovely, won’t you Take a midnight stroll with me? Through the misty air the things I keep I shouldn’t dare My garden’s so inviting, and its Deadly blooms are hiding Be careful what you touch Lest the grave is what you lust Draw the blinds, you’re getting tired Paralyzed, don’t close your eyes Gripped with fear, your dreams become nightmares From the Deadly Nightshade Each night at midnight Dating back into the fog of time Another victim falls The things I’ve done; the voices call The Hourglass runs out on us Ashes to ashes, dust to dust The killers must be fed, the soil is red Now that you’re dead Delirium – your burning throat Mania – your heart rate soars Hallucination – you’re losing your mind Suffocation – cannot breathe; you’re going blind