The Funeral Pyre - The Wrath


The sun has fallen into the sky
Now night has overcome
From my heart I curse at the moon
This entity has possessed my soul
The substance of teh dark makes me become
A killer
This pain has dwelled beneath my flesh
For too long
A life spent suffering
Beneath the sky, my shadow is cast upon the ground
Lurking through the night I find no solace
Alive are those not taken by fear
Afraid of the wrath by God
Breached is the truth I was told
Behold I have come
Pure are those that I touch
But this their final breath

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