In My Grip

Hot nightBreak-neckOozing into that thingIt seethesIt foamsIt splits the death of love wholeAll the things you hold most dearGoneAnd the world it diesIn my gripAll the world and everythingIn my gripHold tightIt comesEntry level, smooth and quickTo claim its wantsIt need only put out its handAll the things you hold most dearGoneAnd the world it diesIn my gripAll the world and everythingIn my gripAnd the world it diesIn my gripAll the world and everythingIn my gripYour mateYour lifeEverything you are and could beIt ownsIt covetsIt splits the death of hope wholeAll the things you hold most dearGoneAnd the world it diesIn my gripAll the world and everythingIn my gripAnd the world it diesIn my gripAll the world and everythingIn my grip