The heart, between love and dark driven apart.
From the very first to the very last,
to the future and from the past.
From the begining of the end,
to wars waged out of love instead of sin.
My heart wicked and bitter filled with hate,
people said i could never love, but i love me, i throw into the debate.
No remorse, no sorrow for the wicked, for humans i believed it was too late.
I believed all people deserved what they sowed into the world, and they sowed death.
I thought about how beautiful it would be till the world burned into ash, and nothing was left.
In my eyes this world was done and over, it was already F'd.
But that was then, when my heart was filled with sin. And this is now.
I often wonder what happened, to my brutal state. My twisted mind gone, but how?
Once I stood before people, robes of blood and death. Worshipped, to me they bow.
I guess, even I, should remain honest. The Dead King's heart burst into life.
I fell in love, not the kind where it feels like a gut wrenching twisting knife.
But the kind, where to her, I want to be kind. And make her my dark queened wife.
For her, I would make her life easy, she would never know any strife.
The first look at her, when we fought, how she smiled covered in blood and clots.
I knew than, i was in love, my heart racing. My head thumping covered in knots.
How we turned to and away from each other in our onsloughts.
The more we hated and pulled away the closer we grew, like slip knots.
I knew my heart than grew soft and my feelings for you grew tender.
If you woulden't have stopped I would of let you win, and let you end me, even as a dismember.
I would of checked out for my final point, with you as my sender.
My feelings were spinning, like gore and guts in a blender.
I know, that no matter what. My feelings for you, were not a hit and miss.
I know, that with our love. We can experence joy and even gliss.
Our love started, from me a growl and you a hiss.
And with our dieing breath it will end in a kiss.