I smell vinegar on my skin Decaying body and it begins Worms inside swirl and wisp Dark phantom holds the whip The razor, sharp on its edge Melted pieces, nails and threats Noises shriek in my head Poison is it? As I bled Clotted crumbs of deeds Nothingness in me breeds The hollow in there screams To me malicious it seems Shadow abandons me at last Phantom walks with me in dark