Blooming flowers, as crimson as blood, bloodthirsty smiles;
Deep pupils that cannot be seen through, boundless silence, lifeless, and a deep red.
Eternal loneliness, who is illuminated by the fallen cross, and who does the dawn in the darkness belong to.
Eternal crimson, buried memory.
Boundless sin, loneliness...
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