[Instrumental version]

How can my eyes deceive
This thing before me
Blurred, burned, decaying
I wrote this prophecy
How can I persist here
Without air to breathe
Stark, cold, unfeeling
My worst enemy

Stalk, creep, impending pounce
Murder, mayhem, and blood
Red shimmering spread
You just want my head
No! Back! Get away from me!
There is nothing for you here
Never before has this
gnawing at my throat bled so clear

Kneel now before my gods:
Fear, Pain, Misery
Sheltered within my walls
Must let no one see
Futile, my every lurch
Taunting, fraudulent light
Chains tightening
Reciprocal with all my might

I know what you are
Glinting fangs and eyes
I know what you are
Lurking through these lies
I know what you are
Hunter within seclusion
I know what you are
Memory-turned-delusion

Get away from me
(This is just an illusion)

Plague Prowling (instrumental)

Independent musician, dabbler in electronic sound magic, melter of hearts and faces alike.

B.A. Music Theory & Composition, West Chester University of Pennsylvania;
A.A. Music, focus in Jazz Guitar, Bucks County Community College

Plague Prowling (instrumental)

Neurarchy