Hangman's Son
LN Hirst
So sweet is the scent of death
It's hard to let it go
It clings to your clothes so
You don't notice anymore
I met him on
A day when
The sunlight was low
And from that day on
I knew
He'd taken all my
Control
That boy
That rope
All that lost hope
My life
Taken
By
The hangman's son
My soul trapped
Within that knot
Encircling his neck
My possession
My lover
My satanic brother
That boy
That rope
All that lost hope
My life
Taken
By
The hangman's son
The drop of the door
The sudden demise
They see it all
The hangman's eyes
That boy
That rope
All that lost hope
My life
Taken
By
The hangman's son
The hangman's son
The hangman
Hangman