You have a dark heart in you.
A heart that hungers for blood soaked cries,
Broken hearts; broken ribs.
That longs for limb scattered streets
And crumbling, smouldering, burning towers.
A heart that desires to beat hard and fast
As you plunge a scorching cold blade through the spine of another.
A heart that will rip a laugh from your throat,
As you behead and bathe in the blood of your entranced prey.
A heart whose only wish is to see the world in ruins and razed.
You, dear;
Have a sinful dark heart in you.
