Crimson:

Beyond this light

There is so much more,

More than the eye

May behold in this life

Basking in the dark

Of this broken shore

The waves crashing,

Crashing over the surf

The only shelter that I

Find is in the

Shadow of the mighty

Wings of evil

Drinking from this chalice,

Drinking in my death

This cup holds both

Mercy and damnation

Staining my lips

Crimson with its blood