Light Flickers in the dark Rot Wafting on the breeze Footsteps Shattering the still My sight Coming back to me In the flesh, he stands before me The one I've come so far to find For what purpose are we here now? Why have our fates been intertwined? Gore Decorates the room A stench Permeates the shack Remains Lie upon the floor The key Breaks free of my grasp United by an unseen force The morbid chest, the osseous key Pierce the sternum, twist and click What lies within, has been set free