Love is Lonely

Unforgiving Sorrow

Unforgiving Sorrow
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I lie within myself to escape your wrath

Your wrath is the only thing that makes you vile

I see shattered reminders of my sin

I know what I’ve done

I know what shall be done for me to pay for my mistakes

I shall not forsake my own will because you have decided to take it away

I have the strength to fight for what I know is right

Your lust for destruction comes with a price

I come to avenge my demise and those who have suffered beneath you

I am the angel of death

I shall bring you down on your knees begging for mercy

He who seeks mercy shall not receive God’s attention

What shall become of this?