Standing tall with this hands behind his back,
Entangled together, quivering for a thrill
Tyranny carved into his mind
Eyes locked, craving and yearning,
For vicious power and complete corruption.
It's only what a cold person would want,
Cold eyes, cold hands, a cold presence...
A dark evil
That speaks for itself
Its own brand of cruel,
Where there's no such thing as a weakness.
It’s the kind of brutality that should have no control
But did for so long...
Without notice
His existence killed,
Make the veins rush through your body by just the thought
Of people trying to find the oxygen that he wouldn't dare to give,
But filling their lungs with gas instead
With those unforgiving eyes,
That could shutter
And those corrupt hands,
That could destroy
17 million innocent lives,
Gone forever
All because
Of a forbidden evil,
That lies in the ground,
Buried but existing.
May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 9:08 PM UTC
Standing tall with this hands behind his back,
Entangled together, quivering for a thrill
Tyranny carved into his mind
Eyes locked, craving and yearning,
For vicious power and complete corruption.
It's only what a cold person would want,
Cold eyes, cold hands, a cold presence...
A dark evil
That speaks for itself
Its own brand of cruel,
Where there's no such thing as a weakness.
It’s the kind of brutality that should have no control
But did for so long...
Without notice
His existence killed,
Make the veins rush through your body by just the thought
Of people trying to find the oxygen that he wouldn't dare to give,
But filling their lungs with gas instead
With those unforgiving eyes,
That could shutter
And those corrupt hands,
That could destroy
17 million innocent lives,
Gone forever
All because
Of a forbidden evil,
That lies in the ground,
Buried but existing.
