Let the words speak,
And tremble beneath my feet.
Let the skies rattle,
And hear my approach in battle.
The strength of this chained mind,
Has yet to be defined.
As the rust grows in passing nights,
Where the darkness reaches new heights.
Gnawing and pounding inside,
What pressure, a cry ‘nowhere to hide!’
Cracks crawling, collapsing caves casting,
This crown laid for the weak amassing.
Let the words write,
As your hymn to eternal fight.