I'm Back

twisted thoughts of anger fly
flushing out any last good the world hath left me with
can you feel the heat?
my soul is like an inferno, you cant touch me
ill beat you into a paste
my solid bat with but one spike
feel the torture i know
die in grace like me
im in a liquid fire, dripping and growing
an army with in me, im a conqueror
you cant touch me
i fly through the air like a bat from hell
breathing evil from my soiled lips
can you take the heat?
i can dive through the deepest pits of hell and remain unscaved
can you? hardly!
i want you to be set ablaze
cry fire like me, die in grace like me
you wouldnt survive in my shoes
and guess what?
im back, bitch