So that the prophecies may not touch me,
But your blades, cuts and bleeds me,
When I stand there defending.
I had thought I was an agent of good,
But again,it was the devil in a white suit,
The chorus of darkness lifts me,
Let the monster within out.
Will you remember my weakness and mistake it for strength?
You had all your chances which you left to expire,
My only redemption lies in revenge,
If change must come then I stand with open arms.
A child dies in this promiseless night.
But in its place is vengeance.
For a right that was denied.
Unleashed, untethered and uncompromising.
We have ran out of daylight.
I have prayed for salvation.
There is nothing left but retribution.
This betrayal my constant companion.
The legend remains true.
There is no return.
Forsake heaven.
For Hell has come to earth.
Another Red Production
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