Red Death

No antidote, no cure.
 Inhabitants at best,
 I will halt your future,
 For I am the Red Death!

 Keep your distance I say.
 One touch, one breath alone,
 Will send you to your grave,
 Disorder to which I'm prone.

 Small lacerations form.
 The surface starts to itch,
 No hindering this storm,
 No repairing this glitch.

 Lock your doors, turn the key.
 I'll feed the need to bleed,
 But you can't hide from me,
 Red Death of destiny!

-ANH-