something i have endured before just not before by proxy these things are just life's little way of testing my soul's moxy and if i die as a result of this quite morbid heckler then i'll make sure to take him out if body outlives spectre because he lies he thinks all do about their painful past times no one's allowed to have more chips and fuel their art and not crimes so when confronted he sees no choice but to escalate and dig the sparsely flowered grounds for partners in his hate one thing you learn when life's a bitch especially from youth you won't find answers in others inside you seek the truth and staring deeply into eyes and teeth of demon's past you figure maybe not your heart but your stomach's built to last so when the poser's posturing it matters not his dread for his power over my life's cut short when i am dead though death by lackey's lame perhaps one takes what one can get since i have lived well i have lived so i owe life a debt and when she comes to cash it in i'm sure he'll take the credit tell tales of the defiant dead who challenged him to get it but i'll be free and i suppose my next life could be worse but getting out of stupid's grasp is not a thing to curse