I have found
A place inside
Where breathless thought
Flows through the mind.
Where shrieks and screams
Of a dying kind
Cut a swath of holes like eyes.

Thought will burn
'Fore reaching the hand
And laughter dies
In the throats of man
And time swallows love
Like the sucking of sand
And your heart may never find peace again

Now please don't ask me
To repent
For the poor lost girl
Who gave her consent
Slaughtering all
But her murderous intent,
The bride and angel
To her blood-soaked lament

By her claws
The blood will flow
For she cannot let
The animal go
The beast inside
That grows and grows
Consuming her mind
And all she knows.

Now all is noise
Inside her head,
And now her soul
Hangs by a thread.
She screams and screams
To save what's dead
In her heart she knows
It's all been said.

So if you wish
To come inside,
Don't look, my love,
Just close your eyes,
For this will burn like fire and wine
No rest, no mercy
For thee and thine.

Penned by my hand on the 11th of Arios, in the year 223 MA.