Expressionless and hollow,
Glass eyes turn to you and swallow,
Forever burning black flames,
The blood red smear of blame,
Sands of time creeping in,
Left behind empty sin.
Living black art,
Heavens torn apart,
Blood, liquid red,
The black flames dying... dead,
We toast to a life of sin,
While the sands of time are caving in.
A burning flash of light,
An omen of pure white,
Whispers of a thousand words,
Voices of the cursed and cured,
Echoing with madness inside my head,
Demons bleeding, liquid red.
 
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