Chaste

Impure forests light lives of nourishment
My clenched hands grasping for progress
Beneath the shadows lies a decaying obsession
Through which my hands are bleeding my bitter tears

These images through the window left lurking chaos as it seeks the blood of pain
The fountain of betrayal drowning images through the eyes of your soul

Pounding heartache rips through the life of the demon
Selfishness arises as it pours through the filter of undying love