Chaotica - Something Wicked

Something wicked
This way comes for you!
Cultivates your fears
And burrows through.
Burns the light away
And leaves the hate,
Frail is the mind
Of this wicked state.


Hatred...
Can you feel it
Building up inside?
Hurting...
Can you feel
Your mental suicide?
Losing everything,
Everyone that you see;
God have mercy
On the likes of me!

Silence
Deafens that which
You cannot explain.
Fury building up inside
Your chest again.
Futile is the path
On which you
Lightly tread;
Why should you
Retaliate when your
Cause is dead?


Something wicked
This way comes for you!
Cultivates your fears
And burrows through.
Burns the light away
And leaves the hate,
Frail is the mind
Of this wicked state.


Passion fizzles out
Like it's a
Candle flame.
Darkness rides along
With many
Different names.
Tempers fueled with
Primal instinctual rage
The inner beast
Escapes the outer cage.

Frailty - now it's time
To watch the giant fall
Empty is the heart
After it's seen it all.
Hollow is the soul
When all is said
And done...
Now you're left alone
With no where to run!


Something wicked
This way comes for you!
Cultivates your fears
And burrows through.
Burns the light away
And leaves the hate,
Frail is the mind
Of this wicked state.