Here in somber
A pale face of teenage waste
Shuns the young
And buries the exile six feet deepFreewill finds fury
In ridicule
And instabilityForce fed
Half said
This benevolent creation
Love and loathe
The fixation so endlesslyStrip the pride
Secured in egotism
Clings to lips
Spitting truth-absorbing agonyHold out
Coercion will prolong the drama
Held inflictions
Beware of their returnCourage bestowed
In the stillness sits sedated
Concealed when calling in silent
OutshineVoiceless deliveranceDon't come any closer
Patience are wearingLeft behind
Intrepid tone of a cutthroat youth
Left to find
Ways out of tormentTime passed
First with engaging eyes
Now scowled browed
With the closed fist of resistanceGrim days
Sweating hours of slowed misgivings
Spent cursed nights
Mending memories from the blood that's spiltVoiceless peopleEye for an eye
Prelude to revengeEye for an eye
Prelude to revengeMy war
My way
My warBoy mundane
Knows where intentions lay
Filtered infection
The brink of self-destructUnsung
Invasion of unruly tongue
Low stone cold
Bearer of reprisalEye for an eye
Prelude to revengeEye for an eye
Prelude to the fatalist
OutshineVoiceless retaliationWho is really the lesser of two evils?My war
My way
My warThe kid still has his say