Undirected Aggression - Benediction
Your life means nothing
Parting isn't such sweet sorrow
Dripping with hate
Words from the inner soul
Realization of my ways
Evidently unapparant
Ignominous behaviour
Physically repulsed by you
Tormentation of emotion
Occupy my every thought
Freezing you my infliction
So cold that you will burn
Excruciating pain you learn
Mutual hate
On this vastitude of fate
Only one stands to win
Let the murdering begin
Now you suffer
Amongst all ye children now
Cowards die often
I will not let things lie
Demise architecht
This grudge will infect
