Rage against the hatred songBefore the chant of another oneRestless in the hanging gravePretending you were so braveHaunting figures do surroundAs the king of thorns is drownedLightless eyes upon the shoresTrying to breed the putrid soresSpreading contagion on the windsSick schemer of everythingPicking at the hardened scabJust so you can make another jabCause a faultContinue reading “Schemer”