Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Another one of those things...

Crimson stains against paper white skin
Each drop, life, each moment precious
face the consequences of crime
face the judgment of time
Plague endlessly by flames
tortured against the stone slabs
barren are you who died
for you have upset the list
Scream of fearsome pain
Laughter, a chuckle, red grins
white flash of blades slice open
wide mouths dripping of blood
Pray for salvation
reality of the lower half of faith
The gate, the escape, has long been shut
redemption will never be yours
Welcome to paradise, welcome to sin
welcome to fear, welcome to pain
welcome to the world you've chosen
as you've spill your last chalice of hope
against the sheet of life.

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