Black Blood

Red blood flows through their arteries and veins

But it quickly turns black as people age

Black from years of experience and pains

Black from years of sorrows, sadness and rage

Innocence and purity slowly dies

People lose grace and life as they grow old

Hearts grow heavy with all bluffs and all lies

And throughout all the ages hearts grow cold

Life is a song with a sour, wrong chord

Life is a game where only few can win

Left on the street with nothing like a sword

You are not alone, everyone has sin

From a dark heart blooms a single rose bud

As written in my very own black blood