The Dark Does Bleed

Even my closed eyes cannot hide from pure agony My mind can’t help but scream from the bloody tales That caresses itself into the imprints of this young heart And closes its shadow gates around my heart Oh how I have searched for peace in this bloody phase This bloody phase, where roses weepfrom the bowed night’s force I have diligently searched for the kiss of comfort Yet it seems that this blood curling fear must run its course I am blinded by darkness’s brightness I am damned by its giggle of insanity My mind has played chase with my enemy Determined to chase it to liberty I twirl in shadowed time suspended by the sharp cords of agony The lack of sight, my undoing My eyes sobbing from the curse of not being able to see As into the depths of my soul is poured this horrid melody Ah yes… the melody of fright The tunes dance in my fading mind with a mocking smile They curl my muscles into pathetic whispers of strength Mocking the trembles that possess the last of my sanity From the pores of this cursed imagination Blood pours down Ah… I can see everything in the slight wicked gleam… of blood Its shine dances off my every thought Its moisture reflects the feeble protection around my foundations I am lost in these torrents of self denial I cant accept that they have taken over me My body is cloaked in the insanity of crimson blood Shining for all the nature of weakness to see My shroud has been laid Cloaked in my monsters Oh yes they wait eagerly They hunger for the youth of my immaturity Memories prove to be my undoing The key to the lock that guards my growing insanity Thinking is my foe For it pours out my demons for all to see My shroud has been laid Cloaked in my monsters Oh yes they wait eagerly They hunger for the youth of my immaturity Memories prove to be my undoing The key to the lock that guards my growing insanity Thinking is my foe