chard

A man has blood in his eyes
its not hidden theres no disguise
hes hell bent on revenge
unafraid he wont be denied.
When day breaks his wounds are still visible
for this man he never sleeps
the ones who betrayed him
will surely die for a wasted life.

sanity hanging in the balance
in the dark corners of his mind
will his misery end,when he fufills his dream
when his betrayal has been rectified.
will he stop, will his rage subside,
or will he grow hungrier
from the thrill of the ride.

putting a wedge between you and reality,
how far and how fast
are you likely to run from me.
youve got to come out of hiding sometime,
and when you do your be mine.