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taste the dirt,

dead water fills these lungs.

in the air,

rot works its way home.

with sun light dancing,

I see red on the hill.

seeping through the ground,

spreading its filth.

bitter cold poisons,

breaking the land.

see the damage done.

misery now calls this place,

home.

misery,

calls this place,

home.

carve your name,

gut the flesh.

seek your fortune,

leave the body.

fill your wants,

with regrets.

burn the memory,

the shadows don't forget.

in the corners of this house.

what's done stays with you.

the red on the hill.

a marker for the grave.

the earth will eat this corpse.

hollowed for your name.

the past is here and it breathes.

blood flows for the pain.

a shadow of a home,

for the life you ripped away.

a cold, you can't escape.

life abandoned on crimson peaks.