Wraths Flame
All you can see is red smoke
The moth of the flame raging inside
Blood is mixed with a smoking ember
That burns through ignition lighting up
Feel the wrath if you want to
And face death through a senseless act
Embrace wrath’s flame burning man to dust
Copyright © K.T. Brown | Year Posted 2017
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