Destiny of the Damned.

The Scent of your Presence,


The sound of your Footsteps,


The vision of your Shadow,


Not one of these would show,


As much as the Fear,


Emanating from you, you be far or near,


That you have Lost and Fallen,


That you are back in my Den.

A Spirit of Vengeance.

You have played your Part,


Never once realized I fell apart,


Now It is your Turn to run and hide,


Cos' I carry something in my Heart,


A Vengeance too strong to over-ride.