Sweet Phial

Writhing in agony
your lips become blue
you're breathing blood now
you'll be drowning soon

My opalescent phial
holds a delicate poison you see
in the depths of deaths slumber
it waits to feed

Coursing through your veins
and seeping into your lungs
I hold you to my heart so close
knowing you're my first

Choking out your final breath
I'm enjoying your violent death
in my shadow I see a sinister smile
my bat like wings torn from the fire

In hell you rest for all your lies
your tangible lust discovered by I
my sweet poison was your demise
by my hand it was your turn to die