Wandering the darkest forest,
clutching a small candle...
My scarlet letter
is my arm...
Sleep is my rescue.
I lay to die every night...
I fell deeper and deepr
into the abyss of the dead...
If you look inside me
You won't find anything...
Watch my face,
as it morphs into...
Its burning me with every
pump; the blood flowing in...
Overwhelming feelings
consuming me into darkness...
Rebuking demonic spirits has never spewed from my...
but tonight, I cast out the torturous enemies...
I am the sound of winter
With the smell of spring...
Vermin remain
hidden...
I am thunder,
a demolition...