Always present but unnoticed I stay
Tears shed private, hid from mother's sight
More crimson beckoner draws her away
My heart along too, bruised by tempest fight
Liquid evil, enrobed in glass of green
Consumed, yet consumes all goodness within.
This Life, a horror, we've all lived and seen
It rules us all, both consumer and kin
Physically weak, it does leave me so
Not only she, feels it's powerful wrath
To me it lead wish of away to go
Most unnerving thoughts, my mind do now hath
For lovers of red poison, it seems fine
But it's not, it's the devil that's the wine
