I can see the twilight and twisted shadows it creates.
I can hear the heartbeat of lifes lost sorrow.
Never once can one man dream the absence of a holy shrine.
Eating dirt to fill this void that remains empty and dry.
Liquid from my tears that plummet for eternity,
help to drown the flowers and sprout yet another cry.
For all these fallen angels and the Gods in which they serve,
where will they go when it all comes crashing down?
Your smile doesn't help me and your laughter holds no joy.
I never asked for your pity, or your worthless love.
All of this means nothing to a heart that does not beat,
for this is no salvation and the darkness shrouds my face.
Suffer The Red Dream
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