Crimson Ribbons

Crimson flows
through hollow eyes
rust dusted spray
in a evening sky
echoing in shimmer
blood,
her headstone's mirror

She lay in a pool
filled with horror
scared into dread
floating on water
her body
bloated and dead
her only crime
the wrong place
a deadly time
they saw her beauty
wanted that face
I'm seeing
crimson ribbons
zigzagging the place
making it feel
crowded ,
no space

Congealed blood
between her breasts,
their bloody sin
with a Satan's grin

Taken by surprise,
at the back
of her head,
everyone fucked her
until she was dead,
left her
in squalor,
debased in filth
they degraded
and tortured,
all of her self,
by the time they
were done,
they thought
they were smart,
creating a purer
form of art,
sitting and talking
with great pride,
that they felt
deep inside,
but watching
from somewhere,
down below
"My devil friend
he watched you know?"

"I have a surprise
you despicable dogs
don't run away
I'm Beelzebub"

"I Watched your show
from my throne
gods grace fell
as if it was thrown
now my friends
your soul
be mine"