KNB MONSTERVERSE(S) #18
🧛🏻♂️ Harasawa Katsunori (原澤 克徳) ↬ “Remain impartial.” He spends each of his days without light, Operating under the inky spill of night— His mind is a metronome that never stills, His body a timeless vessel built for the kill. He plays the market and sticks out his neck, Counts his cards and plays a full deck, He takes his chances and tries them out, Takes the plunge without any doubts. He never wavers and he always wins, Stacks up his chances against his sins— The only exception is one named Heaven, Snake-eyes tossed against the side of seven. He drinks himself closer to the living, Pretends at a smile in the art of giving, He seduces lovers without trouble, Then tosses them out on the double. His blood is colder than winter's frost, Death's echo for the lines he's crossed— Stabbed in the back to sell one's soul, He's paying the debt of Satan's toll. There's blood on his lips, dripping red, Skin in his teeth from the newly dead, His thirst is a brick-wall in an ocean of salt, Dry desperation bereaving a heartless vault. His laughter is cruel like a carillon clock, As hard as his whiskey and covetous cock— His grin is as harrowing as his fangs are white, A flash of blinding light that splits the night. The countless tales told through the years, Of crosses and garlic and angel's tears, Are all parts of a fairytale to help put you to bed, To free your mind from the damned and the dead. Truth be told, the devils are quite real, indeed, They walk among you to plant their seeds— And the beast in the story just happens to be, One of those demons you could possibly see. He spends his time in the back of beyond, A body in his basement and blood in the pond, He sells out the living to satisfy the dead, A season in Hell, a year bathed in the red. You won't know he's coming until he's already there, Charms in his pocket and a captivating stare— He'll make his advances to which you'll agree, An innocent err that begets false magnanimity. ☾ Halloween Song: “Monster” by Panzer AG
