I DANCE IN INK

“Death is a friend who will welcome me home…”

Silk on the blade, yeah I move like a whisper

Smile when I strike — you remember me quicker

Every step measured, every breath in control

I don’t lose myself… I consume every role

You feel it, don’t you? — the pull in my tone

Like a promise of warmth with a knife in your bones

I don’t rage like him, I don’t fracture, I flow

I decide when it ends — I decide when you go

I was born in the quiet between right and wrong

Where the weak beg for mercy and don’t last long

You call it obsession — I call it design

Every death I deliver is perfectly timed

I trace the end before it begins

Every move measured under my skin

You try to bend me — I reshape the frame

Now every outcome still ends the same

Try to erase me — I linger, I stay

Like a sin that your soul won’t wash away

Soft as a whisper, sharp as a kiss

I end this painted nightmare… like this

Look how you hesitate — that’s where I live

In the space where you doubt what you’re willing to give

I don’t break people down — I unravel their will

Make ‘em walk to the edge… and then ask if they will

There’s a beauty in ruin, a grace in collapse

Every heartbeat you lose just tightens my grasp

I don’t need to be loud, I don’t need to pretend

I can end you softly… before you defend

And I know what you want — yeah, I see it in you

The release of the chaos, the end coming through

So don’t lie to yourself like you still have a choice

You’ve been following me since you heard my voice

I write your ending under your breath

Every step closer is closer to death

You try to leave me — but you never stray

I’m the mark that your heart won’t betray

Let them all fear me — I don’t resist

You feel the edge when I move like this

Close your eyes slowly — fall into bliss

I end this painted nightmare… with a kiss

Come closer… don’t run from the end

I’ll make it painless… I’ll make it clean

Just close your eyes — let me intervene

You see a monster — I see clarity

You see destruction — I see necessity

Every thread cut restores the design

Every fall brings the pattern in line

I don’t hate you — I don’t need to feel

Emotion’s a weakness I learned to conceal

But there’s something addictive in watching you break

Like a beautiful lie that I choose not to take

So reach for me now — feel the edge of your fate

You were always too early… or maybe too late

Either way, when it all finally ends

You’ll still whisper my name… like a lover, a sin

I choose the moment, I choose the pain

Every direction still leads to the same

You try to fight it — I tighten the thread

Pulling you closer to everything dead

You can’t escape me — I live in the twist

In every doubt that you can’t dismiss

Elegant violence sealed in a kiss

I end this painted nightmare… like this

“This mask can’t hurt me because it is me…”