A prayer to Scorpio.

You thought I died
from your curse.
Those feeble words
just brought me thirst. You fucking fag
your so lame.
I'll overcome
this stupid game.
Your sound is weak
and standing soft,
My victory
is worth the cost.

I'll bring the war
to your front door,
and you will crawl....

Im one of three,
left alive,
In reclusion
I seethe and thrive.
You broke the walls
that held revenge,
This fatal act
I must avenge. Security
soon will end,
I'll strip away
on what you depend.
So laugh aloud
while you can,
I'll cut you down
to half a man.

I'll bring the war
to your front door.
And you will crawl...

My wounds will heal
yours will bleed,
eternally,
I will feed.
A shallow grave
for your mess,
Your mystery
will not be guessed.
Ashes to ashes,
dust to dust.
You will succumb
to misplaced trust.
Hate is the sword
I will employ,
With violent thrusts
I destroy.

VoLk 2003, Los Feliz, CA