Of the arsenal of weapons on this earth, you choose betrayalChip away as I fall crumbling insideWith all that I muster I wish you the worstUnlike yourself, I cannot be so cruelI retaliate in a simple mannerMurder is the way I completemy deed and there will be no resolutionsMy revenge is all but mercifulWith a rusted blade by my side you will pray for your futureI watch you burn in flames thicker than armiesThis is my wrathThis is my disease of the arsenalyou chose this, you ask whyMy sheath beckons, fare well...
