The Blackened Heart
In the dark, I feel the burn,
a twisted soul, with no return.
The shadows crawl inside my chest,
a blackened heart that never rests.
The blood runs cold, the pain is clear.
The whispers in my mind, they’re near.
I try to scream, but I’m too far gone.
The blackened heart is my only song.
The soul is crushed, the spirit’s torn.
I was born in fire, now I mourn.
The weight of sorrow fills the air.
The blackened heart is all I wear.
The silence calls, but I can’t hear.
The darkness swallows, feeding on fear.
There’s no escape, no way to start.
The blackened heart will tear apart.
The blackened heart, it beats no more,
lost to the darkness, broken and raw.
No redemption, no love, no light.
The blackened heart, forever in night.
The blackened heart, it lies alone.
Forgotten, forsaken, in a tomb of stone.
