[part 1?]
they crawled out of the crevices of her withering mind,
whispering sweet destruction to a yielding consciousness.
this is not her initial dance with scratching claws,
and bruising hands, skeletal forms with empty eyes.
they deplete her soul with every startling graceful step.
giggling at promises of power and elegance,
a twisted assurance that gently takes each heart beat.
eerie vibes radiate within the hollow walls,
empty rooms echo the consuming tune.
