Blood River

by John123   Feb 11, 2005


Sacrifice religion, your soul, and yourself.
Abandon sanity, love, and your health.

Tears pour like rain from a cloud-filled sky,
While hidden emotions rain from my eye.

Rivers of blood flow in my palms.
The love-line's flow whispers curdling psalms.

The sounds of condemned souls live in my head.
The only thing I wish now is that I were dead.

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