Hands Of The Enemy
In the hands of the enemy
I placed my hate
In the eyes of the enemy
I placed my fear .
Thunder falling , lightning straight
Open me from within all hate
Spearhead a wounded sacrifice
Eaten down to a pagan paradise .
Never seemed to be unreal
Trapped inside this sliding wheel
Screams so loud they penetrate
Reaching within all that hate .
Scarred face i can’t face the truth
Bethroned to a skull of fumes
Thrashed with no more faith
Releasing all that hate .
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