Like murderers and cons
Are common to come by, yes.
But did you know
The purest souls
Are what Devils and Demons like best?
What once was white
Now splattered red
Rose petals on freshly fallen snow.
Darkness tends to swallow light
As most of you may know.
And from the darkness
Comes a glinting ray
Like salvation in the night.
Shattered hopes and lost tomorrows
Bon appetit monsieur, am I right?