Crimson blood flows and feeds new life.
It goes to war, the peoples strife and bleeds into the land.
Realization of death is found again and by vengence bound to happen.
Take me back, back to the night.
Make the sunlight go away, shield my heart from the pain of day.
The moon, the stars, the dark shining mysterious is perfect seclusion for a heart thats delirious.
Infactuation, anticipation, please keep me safe in my condemtion.
Shade my tears and tendensies in the deepest hour of the darkest seas.
Sing the sweet melody of the midnight hour and erase the days that taste so sour.
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