nurulmuna yem nurul muna yem nurulmunayem
nurulmuna yem nurul muna yem nurulmunayem

05 January 2013

Wrath.

Those writhing in your heart.
Slowly it builds up.
Eats your sanity.
Climbs after your innocence.
Whispers deep into your conscience.
Makes you wonder.
Makes you question.
Until you're lost in your own puddle of thoughts.
What's right?
What's wrong?
Who are they?
Who am I?
No more white, it's all black.
No more oxygen, they're all poison.
Everything's poison.
You're violating your own violence,
It gets out of control.
And then it bursts out of you.
Wrath.
Your wrath.
Towards me.