The tender heart and the soul fades,
Shredded and shattered together,
Screaming the screams of collapsing means-
Family and faith for forever.
But while the soul slowly shadowed
The faint heart breathed so light
That now it aroused of charcoal blood-
Darkness, wickedness, and might.
“I urge you breathe your last breath,”
The soul was heard to rasp,
Struggling as intensely as it possibly could
To the heart within its grasp
“For now you have vowed to evil judgement,
now that you are roughly dead.”
“Life is not so much that I have done bad,” murmured the heart,
“It’s just that death is so unsaid.”