❄️COLD HERITAGE❄️ by ZAYAZ

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COLD HERITAGE

I don’t rush…
I don’t chase…

I don’t rush
I don’t chase

Time bends
when I stay

Your fear arrives late
Mine never left

I don’t bare my teeth
I bare inevitability

I was shaped by nights
you couldn’t survive

Raised on absence
fed by decline

You call this cruelty
I call it function

I don’t feel hunger
I execute it

Pulse…
warmth…
mistake…

Your pulse gives you away
Your warmth betrays you

I don’t need to touch
to own

I don’t drink blood
I archive it

Humans rot loudly
I decay in silence

You fear death
I manage it

Kneel…
Kneel…
Kneel…

When you kneel
it isn’t worship

It’s instinct
remembering its place

I am not wrath
I am succession

This world doesn’t end

IT
CHANGES
HANDS

I remain…
You don’t.