The Last Word Of My Script
Is Now Declaimed.
Time Is Over,
And There's No Whispering Prompter
To Ease My Scenic Solitude.
The Crawling Shape Intrudes
And While I Open My Arms
It Seizes Me In Its Jaws!
"This Is My Body, Which Is Sacrificed For You!"
Is Now Declaimed.
Time Is Over,
And There's No Whispering Prompter
To Ease My Scenic Solitude.
The Crawling Shape Intrudes
And While I Open My Arms
It Seizes Me In Its Jaws!
"This Is My Body, Which Is Sacrificed For You!"