Poison Cloud
I own the weird song/verses
I breath for you
Mouth to mouth too close, almost a kiss
Your lips as red as a poisoned apples
"Damn it, who stole my soap!"
Skull listened to the others argue, being stuck in the same place as there bodies grew sucked.
The showers water rushed over his body, over the disgusting feel of flesh.
He hadn't bothered to wash his face, so now in the hot spray he cleaned off the mess.
Take a bite, a nibble
The air rushes out
Don't spoil this pause, can you survive something new
It was as if something was scraped off
He grit his teeth, his hands mangling the soap
I'm your poison
A cloud of falsehoods and lies
So sweet nectar, a promise
This was hell
Skull was going to kill them all, they'd never see it coming. Not from him, the lackey.. the weakest one.
He gave a disturbing smile, makeup gone revealing the dark scar like makings below his eyes.
"My hatred, it flows again"
Only the Black apple I want
Stolen away so sweet
Red apples false
Checkerface may have trapped him between false flesh and fake memories, but Skull... no Killer remembered now.
He wondered if Nightmare was his true sky, would explain many things...
As he got out of the shower a corpse smile covered his face, and a knife appeared in his hand.
Good, his magic was back.
Taste the apples poison juice
Red and gold drip with each bite
Only the Black remains untouched
Killer went to his knees as the portal open, his clothes and knife blood covered.
Reborn had been so shocked as the lackey killed him.
"Boss," he said gleefully.
"Come, whatever hid you is gone and Error can restore you," Nightmare ordered,
Killer followed Nightmare through the portal, his black apple.. his sky.
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