The Man Who Was Fooled By Hope.

Covered in grime,
Sinking in quicksand,
Oh, you look so funny,
About to sleep forever standing,
Deep in this muck.
Where, my friend, is your deathbed?

Tell me.
Can you taste it?
The taste of the murderous sand on your last breath?
What will you give to me if I can make you disappear?

Think about it, friend.
Out of this death-trap,
On the shores of a tropical island,
Or maybe in the middle of a peaceful valley somewhere in the Himalayas?
How about a crowded city?
A city pulsing with life!
I can give it all to you.
I can make you disappear.

You don't have to run,
You don't have to fight,
Stand back and be gifted with a new life.
Start worshiping me, friend.
Your time is running out.

There you go!
You stupid fool!
Now, nose deep in the sand!
You and I, we will have to talk through eyes!
I hate conversing like this!
Do you want me to go away?
Why did you not speak?
What is there to think about?
How could you chicken out on the deal of a life time?
You stupid fuck!

There, there.
Don't cry.
If nothing, I will watch you die.
You will not pass away unnoticed.
Your death will be documented and noted down.
This, I give to you free of charge.
I am your friend, after all.

What?
You want to be free?
You want to disappear?
Is that what your eyes tell me, friend?
Is that what they say from behind a curtain of tears?
Shake your head or move it in whatever way you can,
Just a signal,
So that I know.
So that I can be sure.

Heh, you look funny,
I am sorry but you do.
Trying to shake your head like that,
Did you ever think it might end like this?
Ever?

Alright! Enough!
A snap of my fingers,
And you will be free,
Not from me.
But free,
You know?
*snap*