Undirected Aggression

Undirected Aggression - Benediction

Your life means nothing

Parting isn't such sweet sorrow

Dripping with hate

Words from the inner soul

Realization of my ways

Evidently unapparant

Ignominous behaviour

Physically repulsed by you

Tormentation of emotion

Occupy my every thought

Freezing you my infliction

So cold that you will burn

Excruciating pain you learn

Mutual hate

On this vastitude of fate

Only one stands to win

Let the murdering begin

Now you suffer

Amongst all ye children now

Cowards die often

I will not let things lie

Demise architecht

This grudge will infect