With a soul on fire and a burning in my blood, my fists thirst for vengeance. As i toil in my mortal struggle between who i am and who i want to be, eyes are ablaze with an anger darting back and forth between God and consequences. The absence of her presence calls out to me from place where a life awaits judgment. I want to measure out guilt upon the scales of pain, i want you to fear as she feared. I want you to bleed as she bled. As the light of dawn runs across your face and you're met with an overwhelming cold i want you to know that your reckoning is upon you. As i was powerless to save her, so would you too be without calvary. Repent, you taker of life. Repent you who has spilled her blood. Turn from yourself and pray to the one true God that the sun never rises on a day that i don't believe
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