Each Breath Haunted

Muddweller I make myself a bed of angel's wings and crawl inside to warm my face and reptile skin. Crippled and limping at the torture of a thousand blades. My reign below the surface sheltered in the shade of all my sins. I denied catharsia at every

All the shadows, all the time, call me to them, Out from the light as I lay buried, burning in time. She was the setting, the weapon, the crime. I am legend, I am the end. These are the killers, they were my friends call me by name, To take my life,