When the first wind blew
From fire’s sorrow, tangled by chains
The scarlet remains you left put me in sanity
For the sake of bitter gain
And pride-degrading fables
When i wanted you to lie still
After you got the hearts to ruin
For the sake of the lone pendulum
That sways from your very own blood
Your veins are the chains
That bind me down to hell
With the pests of your past
Crawling to grant my shallow wishes
With neither payment nor reward
But your hatred was as much
As the soul you have abandoned
Your revenge was pure
And forest red without cherish
Without no one to welcome you
Nor a home where you can ease
Your weary heart clasped in blade
Dragged by corroding chains
Is injecting me with lethal hatred
Of pain
In admiration
And in my older days should I have known
You were my fragments of haunted joy
Kneeling in festering blades
Until the chains slowly possess and
Rage, in the blue robes of haunted night
Against the spinster spider’s love
Painfully degrading your inability
In knowing that you killed your soul while
Kneeling down in corroding chains
Against the loyal spider’s shame