Friday, June 19, 2015

Expect



Expect

When you strike my open smile
Expect Justice from the Avenging Mile
Do not be surprised when I kill your sky
Inevitable bloodshed will drown your cry

Your cowardly courage so blind
Your actions conceived by the Bitch in your mind
Escape to your hole of moral pretension
Smug in your closed small world of retention

Regret your mouth distilled by weakness learned
Hatred you attract is well earned
Justice is a reckoning this ungodly world dreads
It is my Strength that will grind your soul ‘til dead

Tabula Rasa from the womb
Your state Your trail will be disgrace to the tomb
Eternity is the Master words lost in space
But the soul is the Counter engraved with trace

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