Rage(Rudra)

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Blood !

Blood and gore is all I see,

thousands of anonymous skulls,

several shattered destinies,

I am not myself anymore,

I have fangs, canines and even claws,

covered in human essence,

I am above every pain,

above all flaws.

I bring down dynasties,

dust to dust and ashes to ashes,

roars and thunder are my voice,

agonizing the time itself,

if it clashes.

All souls belong to me,

death is my mere servant,

I am above all emotions,

joy, sorrow or lament.

I am the tempest,

that even oceans dread,

I am hell fire,

I am undead.

I see beyond time,

neither am I noble, nor sublime,

I am personification of fear,

of anger, of ire, of blood thirst sheer.

I dance to rhythm of skulls,

my complexion pale, grey and dull.

I have no belongings, no foes, no kins,

my sole posession my own skin.

I show no mercy,

I feel no pain,

I am the God,

this world disdains.

I tear apart,

I kill myself,

I am not alive,

nor am I dead,

I have no begining,

I have no end,

I am a tale,

thats never been said.

I dwell in no temple,

nor am I praised,

I cant be summoned,

I cant be erased.

I am a scar,

that never shall fade,

I am unreal,

a masquerade.

Nor am I a demon,

nor am I a sage,

for I am the destroyer,

I am the Rage !!

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