Tuesday, March 20, 2001

Inside the Inferno


When the blood calls for the justice
             From even the deepest of the veins
When the fist tightens the air
             Remembering all the pains
When the lines crush and form
             With the pressure on the palm
When the anger splashes on the eyes
             Forgetting all the calm
There was this infuriated inferno
             The cause of all the fear
With the new advent of my life
             Which was so much dear

I’ll chop down the heads
             ‘Cause mercy doesn’t exist with me
And damn on all the kindness
             Let the hell be reached by thee
I’ll suck thy red hot blood
             It’s the only thing which satiates me
I’ll lick the last bone left
             For which the life has come to me
I’ll make you reach that inferno
             And on you the fury will fall
The bad omens will work their part
             And for you the ultimate call

I’ll scratch down your skin
             And your screams will fill the air
I’ll uproot your entire destiny
             ‘Cause for me it’s everything fair
My conscience doesn’t allow me to live
             If I don’t turn you into ashes
My boiling blood and the burning eyes
             Will give you immense bashes
You’ll feel the heat of hatred
             And you’ll see the power of breach
I’ll throw you all inside the inferno
             For those lessons which I’ll teach

The tombs will open their faces
             As the skeletons will rise in mask
The mortals will come back again
             To complete the pending task
They will terrorize your instincts
             And search for the smell of blood
That silent sound in the creeping darkness
             Where even the vision gets blurred
The chocking smoke which you’ll face right there
             Will fill the entire neighborhood
The inferno will trap you down
             And give the punishment which it should

I have tolerated to my extremes
             And now the revenge has broke the fire
I’ll cut you down into tiny pieces
             And design you on your pyre
You will have to pay for the deeds
             And even the bill I’m going to make
I’ll never let you live peacefully
             This is the oath which I take
So at last get ready in the action
             For the burst of the volcano
All your deep rooted existence will finish
             When you’ll melt inside the inferno

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