Sweetest Heart
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The nails blood trail as another falls from scriptures call.
People are dying while religious texts don't seem to help.

And even beasts bow in defeat at the summons of the fall.
Even animals suffer when things go wrong.

This feeling crushes reason like the dark insight.
Strong emotions can cloud judgment and blur perception.

While the sun to scared to rise is burning from inside.
A powerful force or idea is suppressed, but it still exists and causes internal strife.

Alive, the dark insight. Nothing cannot die.
Certain knowledge or understanding cannot be erased, even if it's not pleasant.

This time you forced it open, to see ruined our ancient muses.
A previous, inspiring influence has been destroyed or lost.

Nothing can be as sacred as the fight.
Striving for something important or worthy is a valuable pursuit.

For your life in this night vampiric spirits shift in sight.
Dangerous forces threaten existence.

A darkened gloom pulls down the room but the moon it seems so fucking bright.
The environment is oppressive, but there is a small source of hope or light.

In my mind the light it binds my sight to visions of forgotten rites.
Memories or historical events shape perspective.

Where in there was something no one could deny that the flames would burn my soul.
A powerful force or passion cannot be ignored or denied.

Time takes it's toll, death unfolds.
Life is temporary and comes to an end.

As a right, as the the light limits that in plain sight.
The perceived reality is only a partial truth.

The coming cold forever yearning to be told amongst the desperate masses cries.
A difficult truth or fact is slowly emerging and creating unrest.

Their gutted lullabies. their meaning has but died.
The comforting stories or songs of the past no longer hold value or relevance.

Now it's dampened the hue you can't see through. When worshipped in two the daemon's die to. Though the pieces seems alike.
A formerly clear situation is now muddled and difficult to navigate. When divided, the problem becomes much less intimidating.

Never enough, never to rough the thrust of the blood, the cut of the touch.
A desire or craving is never satisfied and can be both exhilarating and painful.

Trapped in dark and sacred pleasures yet nurtured at birth and born of the Earth.
A seemingly forbidden or taboo interest is innate and has natural origins.

Wait, I know this pain isn't OK. It reeks of decay but deep in the dirt the fire still burns.
A tragic or unpleasant situation is unacceptable, but hope or resilience lingers underneath it all.

Bled dreams lost and obscene. Visions of lust and hatred. No one screams nothing can be when hope and light are wasted.
A vision of despair where hopelessness reigns and even the most unlikely of things seem pointless.

Grow untold a flower of poisoned laughter knowing not where to find her I succumb to the one feeling burning inside.
An unknown, potentially dangerous situation or temptation emerges while a strong but ambiguous emotion persists.