Ill Intent
I AM
This chamber of malice. My hands are bruised and calloused. I'm stuck in a war zone. No time to think or speak.
Head these words
Hear me speak
Visions blurred, annihilate the weak
I've been here before. Stuck in this mindset. Digging up a hole. Hear the voices racing through, I beg for somethin new.
Bleeding thoughts corrupt my mind
Like blinding snow, your soul is mine
I'm stuck in a war zone, I dare you to enter my mind. Violate the moral code. Sympathy I have none left. Wrap the steel around my wrists. I never thought it'd come to this
I can't cleanse my soul
My chamber of malice
Head these words. Here me speak. Visions blurred. Annihilate the weak
Morality is swept aside
I yearn for the kill
My ill intent, i no longer beg for mercy