Rage & Reap

And I come from on high
Sweep down to reap them their souls
Take what is mine from them
Without mercy and with brutality
Teach them their sins

And the Raven sweeps down from the reaper’s shoulder
With pity and compassion
Looking for carrion to feed on
It’s three eyes seeing all
Cawing for “‘vermore”

And I seek vengeance for crimes past committed
Resentment be fulfilled or bodies bloat
Necromantic energies rot my insides
All I feel, hear, see, and speak is rage
Utter Hate

And my Raven, searches the mass grave
For worthy souls
Our love bring not an empty abyss
But an eternal embrace of glorious Maitrī
In the arms of her love.