Hate Make Sthe World Go Round

You fucking torment my mind .you make me question my beliefs
and life and time .For which I stand ..You make me wanna sell
my soul…What is this cost what is this toll…….. nothing seems
to be real anymore….i Dreampt of posion and woke up in a
dream …Now I cannot redeem …I cannot remember..What is
honor when I cannot when this battle..



No longer will I run no longer will I hide now time
to stay here and now it is time to DIE….Everything I
began to stand for will stand once more for a final
death showdown..for a fall..a struggle between us
which I dispiss if I should lose …il gladly die..My
anger my hate which I shall use inactive for this  in appreciate ..

screaming in my body will I resent …I will not
run I will not hide its now time for one of us to
die..blood shed is the tool cowardness is for
the fool…If I ever have a  regret ..It will be one ..is that I should kill you and that I hope I wont forfeit……..My soul will be sold as my body decays in shame if I deicde that suicide is the only escape for my departure of defeat ..My rage is the only thing I have left ..For no moral…and have no pain …now I have anger as a beast that cannot be tamed..This is a world that il gladly die ..though it has brought me anguish ……and shame