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Into the Blood

The constant bleeding and despair Can’t wash it away when you don’t care An effigy of those we need Alone on a shrine as we watch and bleed The darkness deep beneath this skin Flowing over our hearts, underneath this sin A pain that alienates our love No-one to relate, is if they ever could A bitter loneliness comes close It cradles our world, now we’re comatose This sleep is all we’ll ever need So unaware as the darkness feeds I wake into a dream of blood I breathe through the pain, as though I always could I see the world return to dust I stand alone then I fall, as I always must There’s nothing left but blood and pain Disappearing in turn as they come again My fear of death was just a dream This nightmare of life is never what it seems

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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