Crimson tears stream down

Burn me in an instant

Fire within, Fire without

Locked inside my prison

The world comes full circle

To find it never changed

The same darkness within

Everything changes but remains the same

A lump of ice

A lump of coal

One for your heart

The other for your soul

They serve you hate on a silver platter

Don't worry ignorance is OK

What does a few tortured souls matter?

They make it look simple but its never that plain.