Inverted

The feeling contends, once kind

Violence starts, won't cease

Vengeance comes. Want rewards

The servant starts piercing chores

Stitching mouths, once skinned

The gaping wounds left to mend

Reckless kills, live dispite

Boundary has soldiers try

I have come to read my friend

The gifts of all those born and bred

The living dead once more resign

We're facing cause it's creation

I have come to resist life's scar in pain

The fates just called in Armageddon

Infected, for the scraps are red

Deep within the living charge

The bag once empty filled with fire

I'd like to find out, just what you said

I'd like to see you. Justice dead

Who'd like to see you. Justice served

With lies to go around, the sentence served