Crimsons streaks dripping
Lifeless eyes no longer drifting
A fair knife fight to end the night
A hand no longer gripping
for life

Disillusioned minds are the clearest
And clear minds
Allow the illusion to reappear it
Seems

The darkest hollows of the earth
Will always wait
For you
It's never a fair fight
If you've no claws than you must bite
Be a sinner or a saint
A fight will always decide your fate
No matter which path you take
The darkest hollows of this life
Will always wait
For you