Lady Death

Can you sense her following you Creeping through the shadows She is after you Silent Killer, bringer of an intimate death Your lungs are growing weaker Your chest is tightening Can you feel the wind’s cold breath on your neck Why are you panicking Are you frightened Feel a sense of phobia because your death awaits When she finds you your mind begins to rot A stopped blood-flow discords the heart Isn’t wonderful to be the prey of something beautiful