The Urge

I am the crushing fear

The crave you never hear

The one you are looking past

The bringer of unrest

You sealed your own disgrace

You smear and humiliate

I will choke your pride inside

Too late to realize

Degraded

In pain

Undaunted

Deranged

You lust for hate, but fail to see

This vicious strife inside of me

Opression

Decay

Hostility, unbroken will

No hope remains when blood is spilled

All the mourn and the damage done

Sanity is laid to waste

Prey on the weak, I will bow to none

Enmity holds a bitter taste

Falls the night, comes the spite

Appease my urge for blood

Reek of death, final breath

An eerie sacrifice

Onde supreme

Now you curse the fickle hand of hate

Torn to shreds

Buried deep

There'll be no saving grace

All the mourn and the damage done

Sanity is laid to waste

Prey on the weak, I will bow to none

Enmity holds a bitter taste