Crimson red queen,

the bloody red crown.

Comical in her stature,

From the balcony she jumps the landing is unseen.

The souls black blood,

Drip down her wicked stone face.

Her own black soul,

Wallowing in their pain...

Darkness engulfs their eyes and ears

Nothing seen,

Nothing heard.

Trapped in the ocean under the titans are we

Our brethren are searching,

With nothing to find,

Their frustration turning into anger,

Their blood curdling screams

Eerily echoing off the cemetery walls.

Their broken black hearts.

The pain overpowering all sense of sanity.

Darkness creeps from behind,

Haunting their every moves,

Watching for any of their weakness,

To devour them whole,

Blood satisfying their hunger,

But yet it is still not enough...

Is there ever any hope,

Ever nearing ledge,

The cliffhanger,

The end,

Can anything ever be right?

Is there any life left to destroy?

Who knows you'll just have to find out,

Because in this life there is nothing that is set,

Set in stone,

Only the sand,

That blows away with every breath we take