I walk in the land of the ******
Over hot coals burning with fire
A black hearted witch my mother
A hell spawned demon my sire

I whisper in unkind melodies
Friends and families to divide
Causing a lifetime of conflict
I walk invisible by your side

I steal into the dark corners
Of minds sleeping unaware
Planting the seeds of nightmares
Of stress of worry of care

I tell the suffering addict
That just one more will be fine
Pushing without any mercy
Until they cross that last line

I lead the depressed and grieving
Down into the depths of hell
They beg for the hurting to end
To hear death’s final knell

I pause by the ill and the dying
To give them false hope of release
Knowing that in their last moments
I will steal from them any peace

Yes my eyes will tear your soul
Carving it up into shreds
My bile fills each tiny breach
Till the poison invades your head

But to name me is to know me
To give you a demon to fight
To claim back your soul and reason
The name you call me is Spite