Last supper...

Crimson sky covered, tear torn moonlight...
Each star fallen, soul lost to void...
She has passed... By sight of hand
Next to I, near her... Taken and taketh her from me


These eyes ere they are soulless
Gaze foreth into the edge of darkness
Surrounding noise drowned out by piercing misery.
Bodies raise to surface in here ravine of thought.

Dawn by day break of realization
A trinket, a lock of hair, a kiss...
Empty echos ripping garden chair for passing geese
Jailed by memories twath definitive redemption...

Vengeance, Depth twas view in mine eye tell...
From here'th to next I feast this Hell...