an extinguished flame

Under the Crimson red sky, a heart shattered into oblivion lost forever into the abyss of pain and hurt, the light has faded and darkness reigns, gone are the days of cheery smiles and laughter come now the days of sorrow and sadness. From the Crimson red sky droplets of crimson tears rain down heavily and there he stands soaked in sadness, his eyes blinded for the light has gone wandering in the abyss of pain and hurt, the flame of hope has ceased to burn and along with it redemption was lost. Now trying to rise up again from the ashes of pain, hurt and deceit he now forges a heart of cold iron will, darkness in his eyes he has now begun the road of destruction and death, the vision and dream that was given to him, an outcast of the faith, a condemned person destine to walk the long journey alone, vengence trickles a merciless deed entices, a remorseless mind become his only sheild and weapon.

Of the 4 candles that keeps a person believing, 3 had died out and now the last and most important candle, the flame of hope has been all but extinguish and thus that person has ceased to believe.