In a world to far away.

In my world I visit often,
Filled with hate,
Blood,
Coffins,
The darkness runs so terribly free,
Murderous thoughts,
Death,
Red seas,
Anyone who cares to tred,
Will be murdered,
Crusified,
Dead,
And all of those who came before,
Will suffer to,
Their cries,
Ignored,
I will watch so damn intrigued,
To see you die,
Watching you,
Bleed,
Maybe you'll survive,
And set back free,
To be pulled back,
So gruesomely.