The red and the black

Drowning in the same sea,
I can find no shore.
Am I to suffer forever in memory?
Was I among the fallen
To be cursed for life, where do I turn?
The cold winds have come again
and I have no shelter...
My wounds are deep and open,
waiting to be healed...
Was I among the fallen,
To be cursed in life, where do I turn?
Born with a blackened heart for what?
I did not ask to be this way...
but it is all I know
Again burned by the same flame
To tear my heart and burn my mind
So deep is my sorrow and hate
I just want to know why...
Visions of this break my soul
into a thousand peices,
Demons may lash at me
but I hold a wicked flame of spirit that will burn
The cruelest enemy, I'll slash away
Their wings and open halls in their minds
so that they may all ARISE...