Soul Colour Faded

Colour on my heart and soul,

Flakes away like paint,

A room reserved in hell for me,

Bloodied Demon, no damn saint,

Will we all die bound in sin,

Throw myself at the devil's door,

But he won't let me in,

I will dry with slit wrists, bruised souls,

Lying, burning on hell's coals.

The End

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