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