• Why must fate be so cruel
    When I have done naught to it
    I work my fingers to the bone
    To only be rewarded with deceit and betrayal
    I hide my blade of anger and hate
    And mock it by not releasing my wrath
    That is not too bright
    I might yell
    Maybe scream
    But I hide my blade of anger and hate
    To be only rewarded with laughter and humility
    With my pride broken I release the fierce blade
    Of anger and hate
    Made to defend if just
    But I release to harm and to pursue those and place them in eternal pain and humility
    When I put up the blade and find I have done something dreadful to my dignity
    So bless those who may be harmed and curse those who laugh
    For life and fate are intertwined
    Beware the silent ones and those who act unusual
    For one injustice may open
    The darkest day of all