Death’s Villanelle

The kiss that extinguishes the light
Eternal darkness feels nothing as people are sent into a good night
Death’s villanelle, the last words to touch your lips.

The candle dims as midnight approaches, the corridors grow cold
As the soft touch of death gently constricts, leading to a good night
A kiss that extinguishes the light

Backs become tight and bodies grow stiff, vision becomes blurry
As reality begins to drift, into uncertainty as life begins to slip
Death’s villanelle, the last words to touch your lips

As death walks time begins to slow, lives begin flashing
Lights burn at their brightest to take the last stand as death passes
A kiss that extinguishes the light

The dream-like state death provides is irresistible, the night to gentle
The touch of its skeletal lips seals you with a kiss leaving
Death’s villanelle, the last words to touch your lips

Death glides slowly as the masses take flight, unable to escape
Once the target is marked, their soul begins to lift from their body
The kiss that extinguishes the light
Death’s villanelle, the last words to touch your lips.

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