Ire-Clad

Inviting eyes for all to see

The wonderful beauty

Of a world forgotten

Undertows of sonic tunnels

Rupture the fault line

Crumble below to the wasteland



But your cries of pain excite me

It seems so natural this taste

Of mother nature gone to waste

Of flesh and blood we make haste

To win the race against the lace



Now we turn to corners of power

With executioners ready to devour

Those who bathe in blood at the witching hour

Rid the land of the rest

We'll know we did our best



Lollipop stories of suffocation

No words can bring about the ire soul

For dire peace is all thats sought

Our fires will never extinguish

We'll scorch the universe with our magic

Behold the power it creates



Deeper and steeper blindfolded fear

we'll never be able to totally see clear

Release this fog upon the hills

Enshroud the mystic tombs

And desecrate all that you believe in



Unbearable now the rocky waves crash into land

A gushing sensation of insatiable lust

For a simple click of desire

can turn into a lifetime of hope

For one chance to be

reborn again

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Originally titled "Ire Soul"

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