Rage, be with me.
Embracing the sick pleasure it brings me.
Rage, flow through me.
Fall for the cunning smile on my face.
Rage, consume me.
This is still me.
Something buried deep within me.
It's just a side of me never before unleashed.
Rage, be free.
Because who doesn't fantasize in the blood of their enemies?
Who doesn't love the euphoria it brings?
Spit out my heart,
Holding it in my hand,
Raising it up,
For everyone to see.
The wrath of an Angel. The mercy of a Demon.
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ReplyDeleteDammit, Sean.
ReplyDeleteWRONG! guess agaaaain :D
ReplyDeleteooooh wait nevermind!
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