I feel the pain bleeding out the horror
Making me even sorer
Tearing me a part
Like theres nothing to heart
I feel nothing but this
And all the emptiness
Cry out with my tears
And I beg to my fears
She the traveler meets the dread
Of I the wanderer now is dead
And the ill angel Cries
Over my deep blackened eyes
Hear the gods weep in childish rhymes
From her heart bleeding crimes
