I.

It is quiet

in the shadow-stricken room,

And beer-glass windows

in tones of envy green -

tempt the light and reason

from the sound delusions

where Fearbreeder sleeps.

II.

She stands.

Silent -

drilling cadence in her ears

(run run run)

the anxious heart's

cannibalistic rhythm.

There is no thought

and thus no time.

There's nowhere to look

and the thin physical veil

offers no solace

in the room

where Fearbreeder stirs.

III.

The air changes

with the presence of another -

black entity, breathing tar

snaking through her conscience

assailing her body in

the smoky fumes

which wrap and caress

and bind and conceal

and touch her and wail

when there's no escape

from the room

where Fearbreeder lurks.

IV.

She screams.

From the beer-glass windows drift

tall, ominous figures

evanescent and weary,

pointing accusing fingers

at the Damned.

"Save me!" she cries,

but her pleas go unheard -

the figures turn their featureless heads

away.

V.

Razor whispers rush past

as hot air in her ear -

Fearbreeder's dance,

a bent, macabre rhythm,

pulls him near.

Something corrosive, something revolting

holds her sway in its hypnotic shadow

and commands:

"Yield to me,"

-- In a raw and diesel tone,

"Forfeit your body,

dispose of your soul.

Let me see you inside."

Bound by a dream,

crippled by conscience -

she yields...

because there is no escape

from the room

where Fearbreeder rules.

VI.

Fearbreeder laughs as she panics.

A gross, volcanic noise.

His hot-iron tongue

licks through her ears:

a helpless violation of

all she'd left untouched.

There is nothing, now.

No world - no solace -

just her.

And Him.

The intimacy of the serpent and the lamb...

black messiah, pushing her

into a faithless world: the room grows smaller.

She cannot resist...

and he laughs.

Laughs.

VII.

She fell in despair.

Fearbreeder held her in a fatal embrace

while all the glass shattered

and the walls collapsed.

Her demons jeered

as the broke into thousandths.

She tried to awake,

only to find

it was not a dream.