• the sun has set on another day
    my enimies have yet to pay.
    the moon comes up i feel the pain
    as the sky starts pouring rain.
    i ache inside knowing there alive
    it pains me knowing how they thrive.
    one day i will be stronger still
    and i will cast them down darknesses hill.
    then when they breathe lifes final breath
    i will rip open there chest of death.
    for i will win this waging war
    my enimies will never score.