Execution

When fear surrounds us with chains that never cease to deceive us, while we drown in the darkness of oppression away from every ear that listens or a heart that shows mercy, when those deadly desires and overwhelming passion grow stronger, and among those whispers darkness slips away enveloping us, screaming for retribution for every wound we have, so that the beast that is me awakens, retribution for all fears, let the sword's edge be on both our necks, and let its edge be tinged with crimson lips.