When the day sets in....
And the dark rises within,
I still stand on the devil's peak,
Hailing out to seek
The better half of my time
With whom I used to rhyme!
Crying out the foundation of blood
In the end, I sank in my own deep flood.
I rose as a dark queen
And continued in all wild genes.
Demons drove me to the deserted land
Through the snoring silts of haunted trend.
The Lord exiled me to the dead forest
And I had no choice other than leaving out the rest
Craved imposed on me the tag of Masquerade,
I somehow survived the short term fad!
On this Holy day....
Now breathing alone, as the soul walked away....
The supreme power
Burnt down the crimson heart
But the cherished part will always take birth.
I do not know,
How long I would be standing
With the hardship, pending.
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