These tears,
They fall from my tired eyes,
Shining red from my blood.
I look at the world
Through a blood red haze,
The sun shines
Upon my face
Through black-edged clouds.
There is no happiness,
No joy.
Not for me.
I sit high
Above you all on my throne,
Only to await a longer,
More cruel,
More painful fall
Into the depths of hell,
Where I resided so long ago,
Only to return to my nightmare.
