impale

 
angry spikes, I hate you
centrally located, in my way
my disdain spirals
my thoughts grow dark
the blacker the better

grievous error, touching my soul connecting with the current
you shouldn't have
sacred oath, I will avenge
wrath belongs to God, revenge is human

mine so cold
you won't expect it, cause I won't raise a finger
but wrongs are none the less, righted

a servant to the dark world
waves of distress roll from me
then I feel it out there on the air
it's in the works your day is coming

I try to call it back, I start to feel bad for you
the void is coming, to inflict some carnage
it's no longer in my hands
asking for mercy for you
it does no good, the bleak believes its owed

the darkness comes to collect you
hitting you where it hurts the worst
I recoil from the karma

warning people when they meet me
don't fuck me over
these are the cases of those that have, I explain

really I can't stand it
thinking I could have prevented it
intensity in a moment
life played out someone has to be the villian

for some reason I take to them
hated honesty, I observe, I'm too truthful with a glance
victim of fate, I am to meet them

hopeful they've learned something
God loves the monsters too