Evil

Blinded by the shame
I may be cold and heartless
Eyes isnt filled with blame
Acting so empty and fresh

Alone in my head
Trust is just a word
Dust is grey and fine
Pouring out my bloody wine

Lots of tears youve cried
It doesnt matter, I dont mind
Something in me has died
Maybe my heart, but I dont mind

Cloudy sky and rain
Refuse it once again
Make it weak
Evil, you dont have to speak