Your number's up !

Created for the poem called "Your number's up !" published on Tiktok

"My belly howls when the demons dig Yesterday all night I cried like a pig I spit out my guts and few pieces of soul But in the end I know you'll lose control

Blood will flow from all our pores The bile will spread over all our doors I dream of the day when my blood turns black It'll mean that it was the end of your track

Even after your cursed eternity Don't you dare think of melancholy Before the devil knows you're dead You'd better clean your deathbed

Now lick this burning floor like a pup Because this time your number's up !"

-VanLyxe