The Western Red

It gathers
That is all that matters
Right?

This gathering mass of darkness shading
Blocking out the sun from raining
Rays upon our souls, now fading
While searching for the Western Red

The Darkness - so bleak, so ugly, so black
It is hard just to attack
That thought of the life I now take back
And with it, seek the Western Red

Praying with the unnamed mourners
In my sins forgotten corners
Watched by dead and breathing scorners
Drug into the Western Red

Then the virdict from the Jury
Ends my lost search in a hurry
Unleashing the Reds growing fury
I am The Western Red