Rip You Apart, Leave The Blood On The Razor

•Soak up the rag, spark up the match
Light up the night and I never look back
I am the hunter, you are the monster
I am the entity, I am the haunter
Fight with no honor•

There's no choice. Whilst the morbid crawl and the dead live, there's no safety. There's no mercy. There's no choice.

Trigger warning - Gore; Death; Extremely morbid scenarios. Dead dove: do not eat.

{inspired by Die A King - Jake Hill}