Look at me...

You can
Rip
My flesh
You can
Sew
Me up
I speak
From the
Dead
When
My eye
Bled
Christ
Knows
How to
Use my
Tongue
For when
I speak
I am
Numb
I breathe
With a
Ghost in
My cage
I wait
To be
On a
Serpents
Stage
I am
From your
Dying days
Forgive
My
Darkened
Ways
I have
Came
Before
It's too late
For I am
Death
I've came
To warn you
About my
Kind
So
Think twice
Before you
Want to
Die,
Look at me...