Red and Blue
A twisted, damaged soul
He is surrounded by shadows
Whose tendrils hold him, who whisper madness in his ear
The shadows that consume him
That black heart filled with dangerous instincts
The red lusts for blood
The blue lusts for power
His touch is sin, breath sending chills of impending death
A shattered mind, lost to the poison of hatred's musings
He walks a path of shadows
He has walked too far to stop
The dusty road is covered in a blanket of his footsteps
He forever nears a cliff, and he is closer than ever before
Then, he reaches it
And descends into the chasm of the abyss below
