Promises cracked at the edges,
Broken, stripped.
Nothing is here but hope and sorrow.
Hope rusted and cracked,
And my sorrow left out past the night.
Only the night that spawns from tortured cries.
But something we need is renewal,
Rejuvenation and something new to fight for.
I won't do it for the oppressed,
Or the lives I left long ago.
I won't even do it for you.
Winter comes too fast,
But they'll be there waiting.
They see it coming, but can't shield their eyes.
It strikes, leaving nothing but raw torment and anguish.
Kill them all.
The Birth of Strength
- May 05, 2003
- c10_h12_n2_o
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