Inherent

Anger fills the night with violence
Tortured souls cry out for blood
A whisper of death floats on the breeze
Bad things are all there is to come

Dark are the hearts of men
For only evil comes from them

No one escapes their raging fire
Their seething hatred consumes all things
Pleas for mercy go unheeded
They give in to brutality

Cold they are in the depths of their souls
While their pain blazes a hellish inferno

That pain we all feel just as much
For again and again they unleash it upon us
And we're lost along with them
For we are them and they are us

There's no peace for any of us
For we are them and they are us