heres a poem. let me know wat u think.
My Bloody Past
Power of darkness,
 which unfolds in my hands...
Crosses of blood silver
 bleeding for the dealth i've seen...
Flakes of white darkness
 that destroyes that which is dead...
Heaven decimating itself
 before my blood ridden feet...
Crosses of blue
 pierces my heart...
As my final day remains
 completly soaked with my own blood...