Of the arsenal of weapons on this earth
You choose betrayal
Chip away as I fall crumbling inside
With all that I muster I wish you the worst
Unlike yourself I cannot be so cruel
I retaliate in a simple manner
Murder is the way I complete my deed
And there will be no resolutions
My revenge is all but merciful
With a rusted blade by my side
You will pray for your future
I watch you burn in flames thicker than armies
This is my wrath this is my disease
Of the arsenal you chose this you ask why
My sheath beckons fare well
