Meant To Be

Anger swells like the tide, breaks upon my chest

Washes over my eyes, Coates my words, soaks my thoughts

I'm no longer me, or am I truly me?

What have I become? Perhaps this is the way I was always meant to be

I am the werewolf, a man who fears the beast

A beast who hates the man, for man is weak

The face of the beast, born of struggle between

The creatures inside from which I can't hide

Dark vs. light, wrong vs. right

Which one am I? Which one am I?

What makes a child want to be feared more than to be loved?

Fear breeds respect, respect so long denied

Now a man screams to the child

You've let it go too far, I can't find my way back

I am a hurricane, this storm has no eye

Strike in all directions, no one is safe

When everything's destroyed, I'll turn on myself

An unstoppable flood, a volcanic erruption of pain, a violent implosion of hate

I am perfect rage, merciful insanity

An unconscious frenzy in the basement of my mind

The face of the beast, born of struggle between the creatures inside, how they collide

Dark vs. light, wrong vs. right

Which one am I? Ask myself why

The hourglass turns, a matter of time

Before the dam breaks, before the earth quakes

I've no control, a noise in my head

The grind of my teeth, the song of the dead