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Betraying the Martyrs

Love Lost

Wash this blood from my hands!

Today was the day that I slain a man

His name was love & I loved him more than anything

Forgive me Father for I have sinned

Forgive me my lost love

For I will never forgive myself!

My mind is both plagued & blessed

By thoughts of your death

I rid myself of this possession my selfish sword

Of which I cut you with cut you deep cut you down

Love lost, you find that one

And you’ll lose it all not for a night of fun

But a night of regret now watch her run

Watch her run

I know I will never forgive myself

My love, my life, is lost forever

I constructed a path for you to walk away

Built by hands of a lie with bricks of shame

Since the first one was laid there was no turning back

A construction of destruction, I am my own demise!

I am my own demise!

Today was the day that I slain a man

He was my heart, I have killed myself

Wash this blood from my hands

There was never an option, I received what I deserved!