The Urge

I am the crushing fear
The crave you never hear
The one you are looking past
The bringer of unrest

You sealed your own disgrace
You smear and humiliate
I will choke your pride inside
Too late to realize

Degraded
In pain
Undaunted
Deranged

You lust for hate, but fail to see
This vicious strife inside of me

Opression
Decay

Hostility, unbroken will
No hope remains when blood is spilled

All the mourn and the damage done
Sanity is laid to waste
Prey on the weak, I will bow to none
Enmity holds a bitter taste

Falls the night, comes the spite
Appease my urge for blood

Reek of death, final breath
An eerie sacrifice

Onde supreme
Now you curse the fickle hand of hate

Torn to shreds
Buried deep
There'll be no saving grace

All the mourn and the damage done
Sanity is laid to waste
Prey on the weak, I will bow to none
Enmity holds a bitter taste