With the blood pulsing
And the rain falling
What can be told
The rain is thickening
The rain washes away the blood
But the feeling remains
The blood on my skin
Is running away in the rain
It still feels thick
Like those of a bad day
The feeling will not leave
And I cannot find a way.
The blood has faded.
But the feeling is still with me
And I fear it shall never leave
Oh how I wish the rain would succeed.
The tears of heaven
Not even they can extinguish
All of the sins of Hell.
No matter how much I pray
The sin stays with me.
As blood stains.
So do sins.

