An Ultimate end, to such a life,
The ways of Crimson are fading upon knife,
Cuts remain, as memories burn,
Minds insane, remeber the obsurde,
Blood tinged words, are written upon flesh,
Pain filled hym's filled with Unbearable mearth,
Finally I'll be rested, In this patch of earth.
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