A blossoming flower, deep red as blood, with a bloodthirsty smile;
Unfathomable eyes, endless silence, no sign of life, all in deep red.
Eternal loneliness. Whom does the fallen cross illuminate? Who owns the dawn in the darkness?
Eternal crimson, memories buried deep.
Boundless sin, loneliness...
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