No Cause is lost

Through these veins my blood boils blue.
As if Judas kissed my soul this night.
Tithe of crimson & raw be spilt.
To lay waste to such a soulful eve.



You betray me, oh heart.
As you crown my enemies on my doorstep.
All the more parading your mercies before me.
Flick of tongue cuts deep beneath the flesh.

Bitter taste of malcontent lies upon cheeks.
Still I vow to give the other,
To stem your appetite for cruelty
And humble myself to greater horizons.

Yet for a moments Love...
I brave that which wishes to drag me under.