Cruelty comes from thine own lips,
peddling hate doesn't make you great.
To show the spite inside thy heart,
you seem to seal your only fate.
Destiny holds the cards this day,
to create thy life of open crime.
There is no rhyme or reason there,
that justifies you at any time.
In knowing this do you care,
to change your ways of torrent rage.
Feel the surge of darkness there,
inside your soul thy wicked stage.
Take care my friend you do not flake,
faltering steps within thy blood.
Create in you a burning flow,
never ending it's evil flood.
Corruption turns thy soul to stone,
a step of faith is it's only cure.
Acts in haste will make it worse,
turning you black in times own blur.
