"Evils Remorse"
An alley of darkness where evils gather-
the stench of rot, a bloody shower.
Self-mutilation, but cuts of shame-
this darkest hour, they drip my name.
Burning soul of mine, eternal this prison-
cascading red with the blood of children.
Not I, but they will be forgiven-
for from the depths of hell, I have risen.
To devour the guiltless, I lay in wait-
for euphoric oblivion. I am the drug of hate.