Too Dry To Speak

i hear the voices, they tell me what to do i hear the demands, i believe they rule i see the remains, they do not move i see the worms now, where it would drewl the blood flowed through their veins the life flowed in their brain the thoughts come as if trained their escape blown, bound by chains eyes roll to the back of their head tongues fall it's dry instead no saliva to wet it's mouth its too dry to speak or shout a coarse moan, a whispered breath who are you, do you bring death? i am death, i am your nightmare i know your fears, yes we share the visions and the dreams, i know you i know the wife, that you once slew i'm here to serve some justice now show yourself you filthy sow lets get this over with, i'm taking you out just remember, its to dry to shout