• As time passes, my heart is crushed in grip of time. My life has reached it's end. Cold and a deathly whisper floats through the misery of one's mind. Gifted of one's who is no longer loved. Thy lover's dreams have been transformed into nightmares and yet, I have lived to see another unfaithful day. To cry without shedding a single tear, and to run without going anywhere, I have suffered. Wishing to die and let my soul wander the earth, I cast myself into the shadows of regret and misery. My immortal soul shall break under emptiness and hatred. As I laid my wary head upon this cold andsickly stone floor, I slip into a demon's slumber. Letting my soul be torn apart by Hell's work. Witchery and Satan's mark upon my face. Accused for the lost souls and the graveyard of broken love. The moon's glowing light cast a dom shadow on my scarred face. Pressed against the wall and cornnered by Satan, I seek no help. I have sold my immortal soul to his majesty's royal a**. Kiss thy dead frozen lips and are rewarded nothing but shame. Broken wishes and dreams are thrown to the howling wolves that destroy them even more. Rid myself of my mistake and free thy soul. Telling myself that I am not awake and that this nothing more than a nightmare. When tears of blood run down thy pale cheeks, I regret nothing. To engrave my name upon a moss covered stone and p***k thy finger on the rose's protection. My blood flows endlessly, staining the life that I have lived and ruined all of my own accord. Wanting to be reborn from the ashes of love and care, I run into the drakness and fall. Satan's cold eyes upon me. The ice in his stare wards away God's angels that woe for me. I long to be with his Grace and seek refuge. My immortal soul, broken and scarred, will wander the world forever. This is the story of my immortal soul.