Madder Mortem

Fate, I see your stare
Underneath your pale eyes
All is here, holding it's breath to have life
Smooth, sleek smiles howl at my door
To hold me down or more me on?
The pace makes it unclear
They smell of lust
Of sweetly silky rotting dust
Once they'll measure me coldly
Twice they'd beg me to try
Hope will always betray me
It's hand of stone has left the bitter mark on me