The night falls down.
Get over me.
It’s time to play.
Put off your crown,
Now you’re the one
To be my prey.
And let me feel like I’m hunting for your soul.
With all your flesh
You’ll never feed
The beast in me.
The more you want,
The less you get –
Why don’t you see?
Don’t need your blood,
Don’t need your tears
To end this chase.
I wanna read
The signs of fear
Right on your face.
Sometimes I feel like I’m hunting for your soul.
© Andrew Mosckalev, 13.08.2016