Beauty on a Blade .:Part2:.

PAINt me a picture
so i may become it, i said
entertain the eyes
with colorful dark and red

scene worlds be live
within goblets and glasses
set signifigance aside
let us feel for the masses

depicting dark angels
when X's sought crosses
and conversed with the moon
whom crys for the losses

memento mori
be heard in the wind
the tears hit the souls
of those tormented within

beauty bears weight
in mind not in corpse
open sought white
so dark we remorse

as they walk about
ignorant and mal thought
content in false mirrors
imagination not sought

past headstones we walk
in graveworld of dead sence
all drown in the stix
for lack of two pence

in end be their judgement
but fear not they stand
forgiveness is shead
out of undeserved hand...