Cold and fierce, threatened to be diverse,
carried by wings, end by water.
Black becomes blue, and white becomes crimson red.
Where the knife fell nobody knows,
but her pain can be seen as her blonde hair becomes red.
All we know is based off of what others say,
could it be the Bible is the greatest
piece of fiction of written?
One may walk and find the end,
into a pothole filled with mud.
Punishment felt by all,
even though it was caused by one.
That was the stormy night of hell as we entered Utah.