Inside I am dying
A Fire ignited searing my innards into a puddle
A fire of desperation,
Of smoke and of the last breathe of life
The last one I shall take
As it turns my lungs black
I become fury
On the edge, I slip and fall
But not before taking everyone else with me
I will let loose a caged vengeance
I will turn the lights off on the world
So darkness can blanket
what they already cannot see
And the Merchants of Death will come
After the Angels have gone
There will be no hope
Just pain and sorrow
Look at this lunacy
Look and finally see
Where it is you truly sleep at night
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