The curse
I did not ask,
To bear this cross
The curse that passed
With the blood I lost
I crave and seek
What I shan’t find
The end the means
With which I’ll die
Forever night
I’M doomed to face
The scent of death
The bitter taste
The scarlet stain
Upon my soul
My heart would break
Did life yet flow
Through limbs and bone
and flesh and mind
But alas Is gone
For too much time
I did not ask
To bear this cross
I grieve my life
And dreams I’ve lost
To bear this cross
The curse that passed
With the blood I lost
I crave and seek
What I shan’t find
The end the means
With which I’ll die
Forever night
I’M doomed to face
The scent of death
The bitter taste
The scarlet stain
Upon my soul
My heart would break
Did life yet flow
Through limbs and bone
and flesh and mind
But alas Is gone
For too much time
I did not ask
To bear this cross
I grieve my life
And dreams I’ve lost
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