PART 1

 

Teeth bare and close as the blessed crimson flows

Bones splinter, hen snap as a gasp escapes her blue lips

“to breath never the blessed air�?echo’s through her mind

“to see never the azure glow of lights rise�?/FONT>

As the precious crimson flows across cold we stones

“to live�?flashes through her mind

“to live but one more hour�?

as Teeth relax to close ever tighter

“to live but one more min�?/FONT>

As crimson coats the white walls

“to live but one more breath�?

As bony knives cut but ever deeper

“to have but one last freedom�?/FONT>

As sighs of final breath flow out ever slowly

“to be free�?

a voice claims as her mind begins to close

“free�?/FONT>

As all pain turns to cold

Freedom

At

Last

PART 2

 

The teeth move on ever swifter

seeking yet another prey

Over dark green hedges

Onto the long cut grass

The teeth hunt

Stalk

Wait

Wait for him they seek

Seek the one that hurt

That hurt with cold steel word

That cut them to crimson souls

That one would die this night

Nothing less it craved

Needed to feel his crimson

Savoir It’s sweet tang

“and we shall�?it’s mouth but mutters

“shall taste�?/FONT>

“shall savoir�?/FONT>

he would knell as sacrifice

As he blessed crimson flowed

The teeth growl ever softly

As they pierce, mirrored silence

The broken crash to loud

To echoed of shotted dreams

To echoed of broken hearts

As the crash falls and smashes

Into a thousand irreparable pieces

Over the crimson red floor

to loud a crash that, prey is but yet wary

That he lifts as they stalk to slow

Lifts to see the crimson drip

Before the pain of close

As the red crimson begins to flow

But this one struggles early

Struggles to live

to breath

To speak

To ask why they had come

Upon mute ears his words collect

words unheard

Questions unanswered

As his crimson flows

teeth tighten and close

To cut his words fallen short

“but still he fights�?come unsure words spilling from their lips

As teeth begin to slip

“It stops soon�?teeth caress “but a breath step�?/FONT>

But still he struggles

Struggles and twists

Twists and slips

Slips and tears

Tears from their grip and runs

Leaving himself behind and runs

Crimson dripping upon the floor

“chase�?/FONT>

“pursue it, kill it�?teeth call

As receding steps fall

“TASTE IT, SAVIOUR IT�?they call ever louder

As feet propel it ever forwards

“MAKE IT SUFFER, MAKE IT BLEED�?

echo’s through endless rooms

As the bloody chase resumes

crimson flowing but ever more

But steps do falter

And Sins grow thick

As memories seep from each passing door

“NO�?teeth cry

As they fall

“REVENGE IT, PAIN IT, KILL IT�?/FONT>

they cry out in rage

“RIP IT, TEAR IT, REND�?.�?their cries cut short

Their hunger sated

Sated to find him dieing

Dying there on crimson soaked floor

 

PART 3

 

Tears well up and hands go numb

As glassy visions do play across the crimsoned walls

Visions of marriage

On that summer day

Visions of children

Their pride and their joy

Visions of romance

Of log fires

of love

Of joy

Of warmth

Of happiness before

Tears had fall unbidden from crimson flecked eyes

Stares had lasted unbroken in till they had arrived

Bathing the room with their own crimson light

She had gone meekly

Pail as snow

Her will spent

Her strength gone

Covered in crimson blood flow

 

Her story since forgotten

Her children all gone

we sit here in silence on crimson soaked stone

So Lifeless

So Voiceless

Discarded and cold

Our purpose been done

Left only is the memory of crimson blood flowing