Salad

Cold fingers eternally searching for warmth;
They find nothing but the darkness
within the shadows of which they are.

Black eyes filled with blazing fire,
The light hurts, it's heat overwhelming,
The fire that burns self destructively.

White lips touch those of the living,
A place forbidden,, never to be breached,
A place long forgotten, dead as the souls lost to animosity.

Bleeding hearts glow red amon the black,
Damned to a life of death, no life at all,
Enveloped in fames, a fate for the empty hearted.

Silver stars litter a sea of dark depth,
None shall watch the skies tonight,
None to see the crimson daze, none to watch them fall.

And fall they will, oh skies of death,
Drowning in the smell of smoke, the sound of screaming,
Smiling, laughing as the world dissolves

As servants of Satan spill unto the earth,
Mortal blood will splutter across the ground,
And, doomed by our sins, we shall fall.