Anger

by Escoffier   Dec 8, 2006


Anger

Darkness covers the glow
And become strong
Blood rages to the soul
Feet dig in deep
Leather wraps its tight grip on your throat
Blood drips down, soul feel grand
Silence speaks, anger gowns
Knife in hand, razor in other
Knife dragged across my soul
Bleed, bleed
Bleed to the end
Not enough blood thou
Rage grows, eyes glare
Fingers bloodless
Lips white, soul dark and blue
Arms in hands
Soul in tow
Anger grows
At the end
Now at the beginning
Lock and load
God wishes in braced
The anger is all I know
My heart has died too many years ago
Nothing to stop the follow
Dream of seas of blood
Drowns in my soul
Sweet blood gives me a gentle taste
Of my anger height
Wish death, dream of pain, begging for the sword
But no end
Anger grows
Blood flows
Years pass and my soul grows old
What does god know?
He will not take my soul I have beg so
But anger grows
Endless blood letting
How can god know?
His child is so cold
No bandages to stop the flow
No love for the pain
Yet anger grows

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