Heaven cries black velvet raindrops,
Red rivers of crimson run the banks,
Children's cries roam over the plains,
Death taunts with hells jagged planks,
Leaves rustle through like mayhem,
Crows slowly mark their own prey,
Lightening strikes through the sky,
As darkness seems to finally fade,
Slice wounds adore their own flesh,
From their razorblades repeated licks,
Going against God's screams they cry,
Poison floods their veins, thorns pricks,
Their stones lay twined in a bed of roses,
Against the valley of death they now lie,
Unwanted in truth and in thus empathic,
Twisted in blood shed, mortalities demise,
Living in a nightmare so many pray,
As tears leave their eyes they taste,
Living on a line of faith they now fall,
As heaven slowly falls from its grace..
