Tragedy looms over this house and myself,
heart has failed,love's blood flows freely upon the floor;
I can not clean the blood!
It will not wash from the wood!
My soul is now stained,
incapable of comprehension,
lost.
Should I try to drink the blood,
would my tongue clean such a stain?
My soul would not accept the nourishment,
loves bloody stain has turned to poison,
malice spreads through my veins,as my body dies;
Death shall be my mercy,
pain and suffering,
the chosen items to clean.
~
Hopeless
heart has failed,love's blood flows freely upon the floor;
I can not clean the blood!
It will not wash from the wood!
My soul is now stained,
incapable of comprehension,
lost.
Should I try to drink the blood,
would my tongue clean such a stain?
My soul would not accept the nourishment,
loves bloody stain has turned to poison,
malice spreads through my veins,as my body dies;
Death shall be my mercy,
pain and suffering,
the chosen items to clean.
~
Hopeless
