Reunion

What is fate and how do I see
How others percive the sight of me?
Cursed to be always alone
Solo or in group, through my life to roam.

My looks are evil, this to scare
Those to taint and the good to beware.
This dark side shadows the light
That shrouds the values the values to which I hold tight.

Violence is life, never peace.
Wars go on only through death to cease.
Drown in fragrance of pure blood
To mourn lost innocents, I once would.

Fear is the game from which I grew.
Took out with the weak, each day anew.
Always the victim, while young.
Too afraid to stand up for each blow stung.

But soon I will return to those
Who fueled my hate and turned up their nose.
Calm is the tool, death the goal.
Vengeance is mine, when they fall through dark hole.

A stare, a look drives some quite mad.
Joy for me when their face turns so sad.
Dominate emotions race.
I love fucking with one's personal space.

I have been called many dark things.
For the pain of others, my heart sings.
Each day my mark shows the past:
Almost lost my life, run from hurt so fast.

The day will dawn soon in black soot.
Knee to groin, crush trachea with foot.
I wish I could give this pain
To those who inflicted me with this reign.

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