Bloodlust: Silver Silence

I walk down the street, silent and swift

Upon my shoulders, a body I lift

The blood, still warm, now over me

In my eyes silver, is all that I see

As the blood covers my eyes

This horrible liquid, it's presence I despise

No longer, can it live

In this world, that can not give

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