Spill My Blood

Burning hatred seethes from them,
No reason nor justification,
So spill my blood.
Spill my blood onto the stone table,
Open my heart and let my emotions pour freely,
Pour from my bleeding heart.
Punctured with your iron dagger,
On this table of sacrifice,
Here I give up my life for your happiness.
I give my life because of your hatred,
Trying always to please you,
But never does a bit of care touch your heart of ice.
I make no progress upon your hate,
My attempts to sate only bring hatred back stronger.
So I sacrifice my life for you,
Because hatred consumes.
It consumes not only the host,
But it consumes all around you.
I die for you with a smile,
Yet even in my death your hate lives,
Seething and emanating,
Even when I'm gone does your hate for me live.
I died for nothing.
I died to take away your hatred and bring happiness,
But When I died the hatred remained.
And thus my angel cries.