Treason

Lying in pools
Of hate and deceit
Knowing the maker
You'll never meet

With the taste of my blood
You give up all hope
At the sight of redemption
Are you able to cope?

Sampling my flesh
You give up all reason
That it is to my body
Committing treason

The sight of my tears
You know in your heart
That you and the Fallen One
Will never be apart

The glint of the blade
You know to be true
That the death of me
Is the death of you

*This is actually about suicide... but it could be seen a few ways i guess*