In restless motion
I follow the wind
Mindless of the pain
That covers my heart
That drowns me in despair
I watch the skies
With sorrowed gaze
As time passes
Reminding my dead
To bury their own
Blood pulses through
With the heat
Of a million suns
It burns my soul
And clears my mind
Purity
Like a tainted rose
Dipped in blood
Was lost to me
Forever more
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