A Suicide for Hell

Do you know the bloood which bled,
And turned from red a black crust,
Flowed from my arm and fingertips
To drip till dead this body be
By the blade which once saved thee?

Fear not, my sweet.
We reunite under Fire
To slash and kill each other
Just as I have myself this night,
Your Beauty lost to desire.

The crimson red feeds these eyes,
Black with sadist's hunger.
Join me then before I rot
And fuel Eternal Fire.