Wrath

I take two steps into the dark

And im surrounded by fear

A rush of anger and i know my mark

And She is standing there with a sneer

 

I see my doom in Her eyes

And I know the end has come

A chilled voice whispers lies

And there I stand, still and numb

 

I try to turn to the light

And feel it pull me back

There stands the worst blight

And in the mirror I see myself crack

 

I know what the truth is now

And im scared to tread my own path

A laugh and twitch of the brow

And all I see is my own wrath

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