Bleeding

You are the slave of broken vows
Appear you senseless grieve
The words of patience turn to howls
The same way you believe.

And you'll be damned if you'll give up
And you'll be cursed if you'll go out
Sincerity is from the soul that rots
While you fall.

The agony of your doom arise with fever of flesh
Becoming down within the gloom
You turn your life in ash.

Feel the tearful shadow on dead-white face
All my cold redemption death replaced
After all forgiveness my conscience receded
My spirit is fearless, but fate is the bleeding.

I've tried to hold this spirit's hand so bright
I wish to keep until the end ethereal light
Within this shining of my ruined past
I feel my suffering left me free at last.

Don't you dare to breathe, while I beside
Do you still believe, that someone save you?
An ancient form of your pain alligned with horror of the being
Rebuild your sorrow and disdain around the dark you should live in.

All I've seen in silent void is meaningless
Within my sorrow lost my hope. I'm tired of emptiness.