Rivers Of Blood

The more times passes
The more things remain unchanged
The worse the hurt festers
More miserable the loneliness

I stand alone
A bare tree in a ravaged desert plain
Fleeting images of rain raising hope
But in the end only mirages remain

Many ask why
I ask why not?
For in what way have the angels kept
The love in this heart alive?

When the angels come to call, I will have their blood
For I know not their love
Nor do I know their comradeship
All that is faced is their pun
Intended

Too many moons have been spent in wait
Too many tests endured
This spirit, this spark saved in vain hope
For a brighter day, for true love
No more

There shall be only blood now
There shall be none else but blood
Rivers of blood shall flow
From this wounded heart

Rivers of blood shall flow
To kill, to maim, to drown and banish
To extinguish into nothingness
And smother this emptiness of my soul