Born From Pain - Trigger the Tempest Тексты

Anguish burns in my veins
Bitterness remains
Anger turns to hatred
Hatred turns to strength
Lost will to stay docile
Only the tempest fed

Turmoil prevails
Adrenaline dictates
Too late to
Appeal to reason

Rejected - serenity
Evoked - hostility
... In me
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