The kiss that extinguishes the light
                    Eternal darkness feels nothing as people are sent into a good night
                    Death’s villanelle, the last words to touch your lips.
                
The candle dims as midnight approaches, the corridors grow cold 
               As the soft touch of death gently constricts, leading to a good night 
               A kiss that extinguishes the light 

                Backs become tight and bodies grow stiff, vision becomes blurry 
                As reality begins to drift, into uncertainty as life begins to slip 
                Death’s villanelle, the last words to touch your lips 

                As death walks time begins to slow, lives begin flashing 
                 Lights burn at their brightest to take the last stand as death passes 
                A kiss that extinguishes the light 

                 The dream-like state death provides is irresistible, the night to gentle 
                 The touch of its skeletal lips seals you with a kiss leaving 
                 Death’s villanelle, the last words to touch your lips 

                 Death glides slowly as the masses take flight, unable to escape 
                 Once the target is marked, their soul begins to lift from their body 
                 The kiss that extinguishes the light 
                 Death’s villanelle, the last words to touch your lips.

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