Scores of knowing

A revolution in a mind controlled by implied essence

another bitter woe

strengthening a chance to grow

tired of the times rank with dissent

tired of a life spent in descent

a vagabond child with a house of gold

searching for pity with a staff of hatred

the laughter mocking his truth

a cacophany of putrid distaste

hurling obscenely a volley of torment

he cowers inside intent

a will be gone by way of fire

a spawn of darkness flowering brighter

decay my way insane ones

lift a finger to the lips of truce

wage war aginst the untrue

this demon breeding fury

in a world of undue apathy

this world a festering wound

I'm a pretty part of the disease

I eat the weak

I divide

I reside in my own world of tyranny

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