Anger At It's Power
(true feelings)
The second I hear your name.
Anger grew at it full power like a angry Zeus.
Who's actually a men.
Forgiveness from me you will never receive.
Those that forgives you, are not the one you did your
dirty deed to.
My world and your world will never be alike, not even by you trying to be my twin to hide your shame.
Your worshipers be at your feet. While me I'll stand alone while nature praise me and welcoming my young.
Never the less this is how it's going to be.
For anger is at it's power. And I can feel it every hour.
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