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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