I betrothed 
to the fear and will that is inscribed in me 
this, my cross 
crimson as my name sake, crimson as a i bleed 
juxtaposed 
I'm dealing with the cradle and you, my errant 
it's him I loathe 
gifted man, your skills which i beg you to grant 
if you don't 
in the slough 
ill moan 
its flight leads to drone 
who's ripping out my bones 
and tearing out our throats 
handed us, this maze 
I’ve been staring at for days 
and snared in eyes that i am forbidden to gaze 
so pick up steel and concentrate 
focus your mindless dreams to [bad word] hate 
I've been gripped in others sins 
give me time, and in that dark, take shelter in 
don't you go stepping in a cave 
pressured throats and every other slave 
another one of Errours foes 
with valediction written in your blood 

I don't heed 
the words of smaller men or those of fairer eyes 
but I cant see 
the emptiness and savagery, blissful in your size 
in darkness 
preservation reveals the hideous thing 
and at a loss 
it stands,full breasted and black,hissing chants 
for its young to unveil 
with tail 
I'm gripped, as the young wail 
held tight as holy grail 
it;s blushing me for air 
with nothing much profane 
i see neck and do the same 
heavy handed,choking favours,set to maim 
losing grip, you start to heave 
black bile out of the vicious maw you grieve 
the youth are gripping at my hem 
separate skull and make orphans out of them 
now they crowd around your wound 
sucking sustenance to mark their tombs 
burst disemboweling in flood 
their valediction written in your blood 

cause me grievance and cause me harm 
you are no Una, at least not the one i love 
drive a stake, in loins and city 
breaking branches,as foliage took pity 

oh Lucifera cant you see 
this house of pride has driven madness unto me 
so pick up crown and take your throne 
with valediction written in your blood 

into the cave of despair 
we form the same, the dumb,wretched and fair 
he speaks a silence into me 
driving a stake of second thoughts, I see 
you don't deserve to be alive 
its only sin that you're allowed to thrive 
we're just different in the same way 
the mind of a sinner 
the mouth of a saint