Silence

Down the dark ally the footsteps pressed
their victim's face fate turned to caress
the moon shining brightly, a life soon to end
the wounds gained tonight never to mend
The night would not pause to hear their last breath
even if it was the sweet sound of death
nothing would stop, nothing would wait
no one hesitant, no one late
Even as the strange figure would appear
no one but the soulless would be there to hear
all those strange people, strange places, strange things
all disappearing as if they had wings
First there was pain, then nothing at all
for all they know they could be at a ball
as the poison spread faster, getting in deep
you almost wish the monster would pull up a seat
Gloat in your handiwork darkhearted friend
take their small spirit and to your will bend
the laughter, the sorrow, the memories gone
your puppet survives till the sweet moan of dawn
ends your bleak work and frees the lone slave
to silently place them down in the damp grave
Restless you wander the great black abyss
more than you thought, the sunlight you miss
collect the tears shed by your victims of hate
bet your vast riches on a blunder of fate