In the mindless whispers,
In the forgotten tales,
I will search for you forever, in my heart's realms..
I would gun down the flying lark,
For they sing sweet love ballads,
I would walk through the snow blizzards,
To condemn concocted Mayhems..
Blood in hand, mask on face, lies on lips,
Vampires and their preys!
Give me a cherished cross,
Redemption ought to be sweet as hell..