Paranormal Fetus Poem by XOR 999

from the dead I'll rise, to go back to grave with honour
from the ashes I'll rise, to burn down ignorance of all genre
from the dust I'll rise, to create the sandstorm of hate
from the hate I'll rise, to end this vampiric wait
from the mute I'll speak, to the unheard forces of love
from the blind I'll see, to create this vision above
from the deaf I'll listen, to the everlasting screams of hell
from the lost I'll find, to fix where hope was nailed
from the disease I'll cure, the minds of the sick
from the broken I'll make sure, this soul never turns weak
from the fire I'll burn, the failures of our time
from the fear I'll spread, to terror a justice unblind
from the lie I'll wake, to awaken all morbid dreams
from the truth I'll lie, to eradicate every silent screams
from the life I'll ask, to numb me to the core
from the tears I'll wash, this tyranny to the shore
from this oath I'll die, to make life worth for one last time
from the evil I'll look , to refill this hate inside me everytime
from the jinn I'll seek, to empower this dead warrior soul
from the never I'll go, to ever in purifying this blackhole