Scarlet Night Marsh

The grief candle illumines my future 
My sorrowful heart revivals for me 
Wake up! 
Dark winged queen of my sorrowful heart 
And became darkness of my light nights 
Wake up and became my darkness tell the truth of lonely lightness. 
I am living in the place 
which my dreams are stoned by the witches 
who are increasing on shadows of the hatred trees' leaves. 
I am listening to tell of roses who are touching the thy wings. 
King of thorns and his seven buffoons