Stopping on this place
Freezeing of this place
The grave of another
Blackness that surrounds my heart
Holding what is needed together
Breaking the bonds
The power of my depressive nature
Causing the wound
Drawing my blood
Creating the line
Bleeding my poison
Self inflicting the wound to bleed this poison
The depressive nature of the blood
Poison of the nature
The depressive state
A very dark elixer to read...!