Your eyes bleed the tears of a thousand words,
Your heart cries the blood of despaired worlds,
The filling emptiness so complete, it almost hurts,
Only a grain of sand in a thousand arid desserts.
The ice in your stare, your memories that drown in rust,
Happiness in cold storage, your soul crumbles to dust,
Drinking your sorrows from the black goblet of lust,
No one left to take the blame and no one left to trust.
Frozen dreams of your soul and the sins of your mind,
Your egotistic games and vanity has robbed you blind
You posses the holy grail there is nothing left to find,
No purpose left in your life, no thoughts in your mind.
The reflections in the broken mirror stained with blood,
The living carcass of you dragged through the wet mud,
The deluge of repentance comes, the grief and its flood,
The cold mist turns so thin that the visions get blurred.
The scarlet oceans of time and the emerald fires roar,
Your soul was once your own, but now its no more ,
As the fervor rises from the corpses on the bloodied floor,
The remnants of the delusion standing at the broken door.
The countless skies bleed their sins into your scars so deep,
The lies of the soulless dead are the secrets that you keep,
The dreams of the torturous sanctum that make you weep,
Through the frail cloth of the nightmares, incubus will seep.