Yellow eyes glare
Through the dark, they stare
Waiting, just waiting
To take what is really theirs
Creeping slowly
Crawling ever so lowly
Black cables all around
I let them control me
Running out of time
Taking what isn't mine
Reaping life away
Choking like the strongest vine
Nothing left to do
But let them follow through
Break the last of my strength
And leave them to you

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