Blood Comes Black

There's no light,
Sanity's gone.
The eternal might
Lies deep in the soul,
In black hole.

Right in my arms
The key to turn my madness rule.
Mirror splinters cut my rotten heart,
Inner streams rude.

Blood comes black,
Dirt and roots in my veins.
Hatred swamp inside
The spirit nailed.

The prophecy's wrong -
No end of this pathetic story.
The knowledge of unknown:
Face to face the abyss warning.

Blood comes black,
Dirt and roots in my veins.
Hatred swamp inside
The spirit nailed.

Let me rot!