The Last Scripture

With Passion

Black burns 
The sky forced to the 
allegiance of the darkest soul
The wound from the crimson sword 

I am my God, a theory, 
a scripture you come to me 
For everything your blood 
Thickens from your suicide 
I see your shadow everywhere 
I can see your eyes, so dark, 

Start crying your blood 
Red tears turn to demons your voice, 
The sound of secrecy 
I feel my soul bleed through your veins your words turn frail, then silence the black burns the sky.
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