Wither from Wither by The Secret Experiment

Your skin and hair grow pale
Your limbs just bone and skin

And as you slow, I will grow
Your shadow small as I grow tall

I feel the cold of your blood
A trickle from a shrunken heart

And as you slow, I will grow
Your shadow small as I grow tall

As you wither I will grow
In your fading I will know
Things you once had I now own
All your weakness I have sown

Your sunken cheeks and empty mouth
You silently forever plead

And as you slow, I will grow
Your shadow small as I grow tall

As you wither I will grow
In your fading I will know
Things you once had I now own
All your weakness I have sown

The fantasy of endless days
Always another page
Give what's left to me
I feed on your growing age

As you wither I will grow
In your fading I will know
Things you once had I now own
All your weakness I have sown

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