The End (of salvation)

Your footsteps trailing blood,
I hear your chants.
Your words stained with poison,
I bury my hands.
Tormented.
Forgotten.

The sky black with fury,
angels will grow fangs.
I won't wake up,
eternally chained.
Misleaded.
Lost.

Violent spirit lies,
sink into sorrow's depth.
Stabbing wounds with ice,
I fall again.
Wasted.
Taunted.

Crimson nightmares,
suppressing the smile.
Descend into miseries,
I scream your name.
Faded.
Forlorn.

Reach towards the black arts,
I'm killing all the fairytales.
Melancholy ever after.
The end.