Within a continent of frozen ice,
Within the layers of scarred skin,
Nothing but anger, it shall suffice,
A monster of rage awoke within.
In my youth the monster was evil,
Elders taught us to force it away,
Words forced upon by the bible,
But today I seek to make it stay.
They say fire is your only ally,
Seek the flame, fuel your power,
I cannot take another priest's lie,
My love for the light has gone sour.
A long path that follows me behind,
Taught me the power of the dark,
For when the darkness takes a mind,
You no longer need a saviour's spark.
For in the dark absent the light,
Is when the flame of rage burns,
Burn me whole I shall not fight,
Keep the ashes in your black urns.
Purge me of the light's ailments,
Give me your incendiary power,
build within a burning monument,
Which shall see me fuelled forever.
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