When the Clock Starts Bleeding

Hear the tick before the scream. I stalk the space between your dreams.

Step by step, your heartbeat slows. You'll never see the way I

close. Every second that you're breathing is a second I'm

retrieving. When the clock starts bleeding, you belong to me.

Time bends as you're pleading, but you'll never flee. I shift the

gears, erase your years. Your fate is mine for feeding. Run if you

want when the clock starts bleeding. Darkness curls around your fate.

You pray the angel came too late. But I'm both savior and the