A River of Crimson

Never resting I close my eyes and hear it rushing From the cradle to the grave This pulsating ever flowing stream Running through my veins An ocean within me Tides of the deepest red I know Drowning the filth of the outside world Ever vibrant, never resting protecting me Healing me, a treasure beyond gold Ever heartbeat a movement order For an army marching through Every single heartbeat, an army marching through Never resting Mystified and sacrosanct A mesmerizing force from times immemorial A fragile balance, in need of perfect harmony All too often tainted and defiled An ocean within me Tides if the deepest red I know Drowning the filth of the outside world Ever vibrant, never resting protecting me Healing me Never resting Every silent breath I take fuels this vivid stream of ever shinning red Raging currents, silent waters, an uncorrupted mirror Reflecting my state of mind My river of crimson Never be my enemy Never run into my ocean of sorrow Be my companion, I shall never leave An ocean within me Tides of the deepest red I know Embrancing the praise of the outside world Ever vibrant, never resting protecting me Never resting, ever vibrant, my silent remedy