**this one isn't about killing christians, I wrote this in a near by cemetery that is ini this town I just recently moved to.**

I call her name, she haunts me,
I wish to see her again, she eludes me,
I reach to touch her, she fades away so suddenly.

She si further from my , touch turns to stone.
dead eyes stare but all I see...her face,
light burns my eyes, and everything around departs from me,
spiralling down in madness, It's now all a shade of crimson,
a blur, disdane!!!

Your significance to me is a like a glass of water,
with you I will florish again, and with out... I FUCKING DIE!!!
Rotten soul, something to behold, yet it's grown so cold,
and bitter again. flashes of victims, death's bloody sickness,
Feelings that will make you want to cry!!!!!

She falls further away from my grasp, with a touch that'll turn you to stone, dead staring at me furthermore,
they know that they have betrayed, althrough the hatred, sickness, dismayed, dismal thoughts left smouldering embers.
My loyalty , so unconditional for you,
the cemetery gates lock me away,
here lie these wordds broken again!
When the night comes, to the day of present,
I will reclaim you as mine, as simple as eternity,
Faltering sickness won't stand in my way.
(end)