My thought may be warped
No answers old or new
Just the Dark Shadow deeply embedded in my mind
So powerful, sinfully true
An eye for an eye
Ment for people who wronged me the most
I with the worst on their very begin
To their demise I would gladly drink a toast
For all the rights I have done in my life
I’ve been done equally wrong
Just the Dark Shadow embedded deeply in my mind
Makes the anger and rage my bedfellow, My wife
I live, learn and tolerate the trials of time
Keeping within the boundries of morality for spite
As I trudge along with thought of hate and rage not acted upon, but primed
Because of the Dark Shadow embedded deeply in my mind.