The object of hate
The pendant of fate
I always will have the cross of faith
No one shall blind me
No one will stop me
I've become the monster of my own jubilee
The screams of terror
The cries of horror
The heart of a Lion
The place known as Zion
The roar of skulls
The world is null
The daunting shadow
A nightmare that never ends tomorrow
A grinning sliver of hope
Running with one's elope
A God of Retaliation
A devastating damnation
A horrible perception that is bound to destroy the fabric of creation
The object of hate
Are you bound by fate?
Or will your will to protect make you retaliate?
It's an incredible mistake
Never close your eyes
You're already awake.
-Stillmattic
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