Biting a Spectrum کے بول

Who is there? Walking in She is knocking at my door Is she a guest? Silky gown, white skin She is floating at my door Am I dead? My legs and arms are stiff I’m fragile and unarmed while I sleep Close my eyes count to three She is staring at my bed Is she a guest? She’s smiling, she’s touching me She whispered about her life after death She’s getting closer I cannot breath I cannot think I cannot breath Bite her face, look around I heard her spooky scream in my head Bite her face, look around Her gore eyes melted in dreams in my head Hereafter I heard her spooky scream in my head