Pathway
Streams of crimson appear in my soul My desolate heart craving more My pathway to reality far removed Pleasures turned to pain I look but cannot feel I touch but cannot see Emptiness engulfs my visage The despair tormenting my every thought With every heartbeat I want it more I want to dine upon the forbidden fruit Drink the plague-filled wine Yet, these desires cannot be real These feelings cannot exist Streams of crimson have pierced my soul My blackened heart beats no more My pathway to life removed