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The night was screaming
Pale moon in a darkend sky
No one to laugh with
Nowhere to cry

Walked down an alley-way
With rivers gone red
That is what she thirst
As she fills their souls with dread

Lifeless bodies all around
No one knows she's there
She speaks in ancient tongues
Crimson leaks with one significant tear

Licking her lustful blood stained lips
Seeing what she never saw
Wind brushes slowly by
Making her skin feel numb and raw

Sprinting back to the manor
Wanting to be so much more
Not wanting to be dying inside
Just wanting to have a core

Passing through the rusted gates of Hell
And up Heavens solid marble stones
Through the splinterd iron doors
Mirrored faces laughed in meloncoly tones

Living in this lonely mirage
Full of sorrow with nowhere to hide
Eternally tormented by death
Feeling only bloody tears fall as she cries

Layed upon the rooftop
Looking down upon the sky
The stars began to fall upward
As the Earth started to cry

Motionless she decided
Now was the time to go
She slit her wrists
And watched the nothing flow

Chained herself to the end
After writing the last thought she bled
Darkness slept and the flames grew bright
nothing left but what her scroll read

"The blindness of them all
Their venom makes me crawl
Like serpents they strangle my head
Devouring the thoughts I never said"