Blood Of The Innocent

by Vacant Expressions   Oct 13, 2007


I sit and wonder why
What lead me down to this place
So full of the darkness that shadows my life
Is my heart still beating?
Please tell me, because i cant feel
The constant drip of blood reminds me that i have nothing left
No reason to belong

I don't remember what brought me here
Look around you, theres nothing here but death
As it circles on the black wings of an angel
Waiting, waiting
Until my soul to becomes one with the darkness
And in my hand i hold a necklace
Small and fragile, coated in blood it sits
Careless, unaware of the pain it brings with its simple grace
Him
I dare not say hes why i dwell here
For it was my own weakness thats brought me to this place

The darkness is alive here
Taunting me, ripping at the life i used to hold dear
Singing to song of a thousand broken angels
As it steals my sanity, and buries it 6 feet deep
Far away from me

Pale eyes look at a falling sky
As my world comes crashing down
The angels cry the blood of the innocent
As yet, another angel dies

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