Body of Coal

The drops of her blood spill onto the floor,
the sight of it kills her, but she cuts herself more,
to feel the deep pain, inside of her heart,
inside of her soul, there is only dark.

As she drowns in her teardrops, she wishes to die,
she breathes in the devil, he looks in her eyes,
he inhales her heart, and steps on her soul,
no one can find her, in her body of coal.