My poem about red except hes evil

H̴̱̓͜A̷̠̹̎͘H̶̼̟̾A̵̗̚H̸͚̱͊̂Ả̶̞̆.̶̲̐͌

̶̺̄̚Y̶̳̕O̵͕̬̒͂Ù̷̳͇̄ ̵̙̋W̶̙̺̎I̶̥͍͠Ḻ̶͐͐L̶͈̘̅ ̵̬̝̅͝N̶̪͉̎͂E̵͇͛͑V̶̮̓͜Ẹ̵͑̽R̵̮̒̓ ̵̱̲͝B̷͎̎̓E̵̠̺͋͂ ̶̠́̊R̵̞͝I̶̬̩̔͗Ḑ̵̥͘ ̸̺̺͂͝Ȯ̶̮̃F̷̢͓̑͌ ̴̠͝M̵̦̌Ę̷̉̇

̷̹̍I̸̫̍ ̶̳̪͂͊Ã̸̝̭M̸̟̜̀ ̵͓̈̀Y̵͈̎̐Ǒ̸̩U̴̹̒̚Ŕ̵̝̙ ̴̪̻̅̉N̶͚̙̓I̶̬͠Ǵ̵̝̭̓H̸̯̥̓̀T̸͓̯̈́Ṃ̶̕A̷̡͌̽R̷͉̮̀͗E̴͓̪̔͘.̸̡̓

̴̥̦̎Ẏ̵͉̕O̸̭̬͆̕U̶͓̒ ̷̜̈̈́A̷̫͗͗R̸̻͌E̷̘̯͊ ̴͎̃H̷̱̄̉Ì̴͕̀S̸̺̉́ ̷̳̅͂P̸̯̔̆Ụ̵̝̇̋P̴̹̮̐̆P̸̨͍̄E̸̖̹͐̈́T̷̡͆̏.̴̖̋

̶̳̯̌͝T̸̙͆H̶̬̱̓̂Ȅ̴͍̓͜ ̴̡̛̟̈́Ḽ̸͆́I̴̡͆G̶̗͚̓H̸̹͒́T̵̢͗ ̴̳̥́S̷̝͓͆Ḣ̶͍̲A̵͙̥̋L̵̯̞͌͂Ļ̵̤̋̓ ̵̧̛̯͝T̴̟̗̂̚U̵͚̱̍Ȓ̸̦̝̿N̸͇̋͐ ̷̛̝̞Ť̸͔͇Õ̵̢ ̵̧̠͗D̵̜͇̍̚Á̶̺R̵͎̘̿K̶̩̾.̸̫̕

̴̼́̀T̷͚̕H̷̢̹̾̈́E̴̱͎̎͠ ̵͍̇̓W̸̙̩̕O̴̖͛R̶̹̥̅L̵̖͛ͅD̸̫̍ ̴̝̕I̷̟̅̿S̷̱̟͊́ ̶̡͎͛̈́F̵̧͍̒̅Ä̶͇̞́K̴̰͕̑Ẻ̴̬̖.̸̺͓̃

̷̧̖̐̇R̶̹̿È̸͇̭͗D̷͈̯̽̀ ̴̺̻̚͠I̷̹̫͘S̵̘͔͋͆ ̷̫̣͆T̷̲͖͂̌H̴͉͓̐Ẽ̷̱ ̷̜̿̍R̴̃͜U̸̦͗L̵̜͆Ě̷̜̓R̸̘̈́.̵̡̀

̶͖͊W̵̘̞̽I̸̹͋T̸̰̼̓̌Ḥ̷͆͗ ̵̛͙̟͝Ĥ̵̗̓I̶̤͗͐S̴͓̓ ̴̖͕̑̈́F̴̺̂I̴̢͓̓̈́Ř̷͈̈́E̸͙̰͆̊ ̷̠͉́B̸̪͆͊Y̴̗̭͒̍ ̸̘͙̅̐H̸͎̘̒Ị̷̐͜S̷̮͕̎͝ ̵̟̂̒S̴̛̳͐Í̸̲͓́D̵̤̜͋̎È̴̝,̷̤͚̀ ̶̨̿́Ḩ̵͍̽̄E̸̡̘̽̓ ̵̧̣̀̀S̶̥̼͗͛H̷̪̔A̶͌͝ͅL̷̲͛L̷̛͕͝ ̸̘͐͜P̴͇̅͛Ṛ̴̅̀E̵̟̦̽V̷̟͝ͅÁ̷̧̠̅I̵̲͈̅̈́L̶̯̫̉.̸̗͆́

̷̲͖̇Į̴̼͋ ̶͚́Ä̷͎́͘͜M̴̨͔͗ ̶̡͗T̸̡̮̄̆Ĥ̸͙͂Ḛ̴̦̐ ̷̰̋̈́L̶̞̣̓Î̶̹F̵̜͂E̴͈̳̔ ̵̤́T̷͚͈̉H̴͓̬͠A̶̠̐͐T̴̟̍͘ ̸͕͛S̸̥͋̈́Ḥ̶̺̾Ả̷̟L̷͕͕͐L̴̨̳̍̉ ̷͕́̄ͅB̸͇͇̔̉U̸̳̇Ṟ̷̺͋̒Ṋ̴̠̈́̈́.̷̮͠

̷̹̅͋W̵̩̓Ë̶̙̬́̓ ̵̗͒Ẅ̶̡͍͘I̸̩͎̐͝L̴̫̉̔L̵͇̗̇ ̵͚́Ḃ̴̠͘Ů̸̖̄R̶̢͍̔N̵̗̋.̵̭̗͋̿

̴̠̘̚T̶̪̟̐H̴̳̅̀Ȩ̴̛̾ ̴͚̂̀F̷͍̯̚I̶͕̦͑̌R̵̜͉͐̓Ę̸̺́̆ ̸̹̟̿̂W̵̲͍͋İ̷̡̀L̶̘̞̂̚L̸̡̛̹̓ ̸̢͛͝T̴̛͚Ȗ̸̠̩R̶̨͓͐N̵͇̖̐͋ ̶̝͚͂̈T̸̺̂Ô̴̥ ̴̘̏̇B̷͚̆̓L̴̓͜O̴̻͒Ỏ̸̙D̷̜̗̎

[translation [for peeps with bad vision]

HAHAHA.

YOU WILL NEVER BE RID OF ME

I AM YOUR NIGHTMARE.

YOU ARE HIS PUPPET.

THE LIGHT SHALL TURN TO DARK.

THE WORLD IS FAKE.

RED IS THE RULER.

WITH HIS FIRE BY HIS SIDE, HE SHALL PREVAIL.

I AM THE LIFE THAT SHALL BURN.

WE WILL BURN.

THE FIRE WILL TURN TO BLOOD

our blood...is still R E D