Death's Tour

I sat on an overhead speaker, undetected. It made my whole body vibrate in time with the chaotic music. I really did enjoy it. Beneath me I saw the band, My Chemical Romance, performing: Screaming, dancing, jumping, falling, playing their numerous instruments. The audience leaped and shrieked as one. Hair flying, music pounding, lights flashing. Everything was so alive right now. Breathing, pulsing, with me, Death, ever present.
Some of the songs I really enjoyed, such as one that had something to do with vampires, another about a cemetery. I'm Not Okay was quite energetic. I enjoyed the concert. I generally enjoy this kind of music. I stayed away from lots of concerts because i didn't think id like them. I would end up killing them. Not good.
The concert ended after a few more numbers. The audience slowly streamed out. I followed the band backstage, invisible. They were congratulating each other on the concert and laughing. What a pity for their future.
Everything, so delicate, so close to me, Death.
Time for them to see just HOW close.

Notes

Really short chapter, but whatever.