"The Embittered Erinye (Furies) of the City of Dis"

Hey, Embittered; your hatred and
self-loathing have become weapons
that you wield to perfection, with
destructive results intended

With them you hone-in-on and kill
indiscriminately, anyone upon whom
you take a disliking

There's nothing left of, "The Graces,"
in your life; fuck; there's nothing left
inside alive

You've become a living incarnation
of a scorpion, injecting poison; instead of helping others with the shit you've been through, you lash-out and bring them into your misery too

It's a shame; you've let the pain of the
past seep deep into your soul, and
there open up a void that's swallowed you and everyone that unto you comes close

Bones; ghosts; the only thing that's left visible of those you've consumed

The vengeance of, "The Erinye" has
come upon thee: Erinye in soul now
are thee

Vengeance you seek for with malice
and extreme prejudice for the anguish that's been put on you; this, with fury you spew

Judgment; punishment; the redness fills your eyes... the invigorating presence of the malevolent force that for evermore you, now drives

Within the guarded high walls of the
city of, "Dis," is where you dwell; ninth
within the Circles of Hel

True, you didn't voluntarily descend
into this subduction zone of the Abyss; but, now, you're here and, you with, "Matta Bestialitade, ("inhuman wickedness,")" only live with the embittered intent of bringing everyone else in...

That's... your OFFENSE