Blind-Eyed Fool

Purity

I saw something that made my heart race
Walls of crimson, it comes pooling to my feet
It was something I wish I could truly experience
Copper tang and something more
Adrenaline rush
Pure joy, excitement
I watch as my silver shine drips a steady beat of liquid gold
I feel dizzy, these walls of crimson art
I can still hear them screaming my name
I hear their screams turning into the wails of sirens
I see the flicker of blue and red
I feel no fear
I inject myself into the masses
They hide me, some still shiver
The sight of them around me makes me want to cry
They won't find the killer
The killer is gone now
The killer is hiding
I heave sobs beneath their suffocating weight
I dig a little deeper
I hear the sound of shattering glass
I heard their bones shatter
The killer is nearly caught in the rays of their flashlights
I suppress a sigh of relief when it hides itself once more
I see the silhouette of the saviors
They send in the feral beasts
There are few survivors, all hysteric
What a shame
None of them could see their killer
They were all blinded
I tell them I was the last
They believe me
They are fools
They are fire
They are rubble
They are ash
I am the world's god now
I will purify us