Blood Stained Spirit

Soul spoken words of bliss
Are shadowed by emotion.
Where hatred never set a foot,
Tracks are now seen present.

Whispered by a poisoned tongue,
The truth is now corrupted.
For lies have always been the key,
To betrayal and false fortune.

Now the pendulum has stopped,
And the sun has ceased to rise,
For the blood moon is upon us;
Shall we hearken the call of madness?