Bleeding Heart

Hatred dripping from the

Blade.

Broken hearted ace of

Spades.

Blood spilling off my

Skin.

Pulsing with the weight of

Sin.

See the crimson start to

Glow.

Pooling in the steady

Flow.

Insults carved into the

Flesh.

Most are old and some are

Fresh.

Cut as if the king's own

Hand.

Killed the queen with vengeance

Planned.

But I am not a noble

Vice.

I am a broken heart of

Ice.