“Untitled”
Here I sit
All full of hate
Who now
Will I segregate
Will I love and lose
Will I lust and gain
Don’t know what to chose
All I see are chains
Locked within my mind
I’m beaten with bars
I won’t look behind
Above and beyond I can see the stars
Of those left behind
All are bones
A heart full of love
Turned to stone
Through love lost
With agony and pain
You must suffer
To earn your reign
Through hate and fear
Are proper gears?
A machine of hate
Lost in the dust of years
The reaper comes
With passing time
Through palace or slum
Without reason or rhyme
There is a dreadful hell
Where sinners must
With devils dwell
In darkness, fire, and chains
Steel will rust
Chains will break
How many hearts
Will I forsake?
Warchild 1998
