1. CHAPTER III: ZORN

I annihilate the essence of sympathy
Moving on - there’s not a trace of empathy
To the source of my integrity
I question this vivid conclusion of heresy

The scale is now unbalanced
An awakening of disorder
Condemning all the others
An affection for disbelief

Hatred, rushing through my veins
Accomplishing its secrets of keeping me insane
Now breeding an ultimate wrath
That I must unleash

My heart is blackened by the flames
At war with myself, I am to be blamed
To all the demons lurking within me
I bring death upon thee

Fragments of my failures
Scattered across flagrantly
Torments in the cries, harrowing screams
Tearing me apart and my hollow dreams

Destruction
I pursue aimlessly
Bring Salvation
That I seek relentlessly

Somehow
The darkness overrules the harmony
And somehow
There is no escape from this atrocity

As the vanquisher, I have come to terms with this
That alas now at this altar lies my very fate