Uncreated Waste

Glaring red
My eyes stained with the color of your gaze
Cover me in scarlet disdain
In a room full of knives caving in

In a room full of knives caving in
Held by your betrayed
I release my grip
What’s deserved at best delayed
Impunity by grace
Victims less than half your age
How could you shield their rage?

Pierced by the blade of decision
Through the stomach, you twisted and pulled
Like a knife down the spine you drag them along till you’rе dead and cold
Rot from the face

I hopе your impenitence kills you from the inside
For every soul neglected
I hope your cancer grows
I hope your cancer grows (grows)