A pupet of darkness,
Entombed in the maddness,
Lost in the hate,
Awaiting the date,
The date of doom,
For now trapped in a room,
Anticipation of his strings,
Being lifted like tainted wings,
So he can espace his comotose state,
Fast forward his fate,
Sprung to life,
Made for the strife,
Evil in his blood,
His Patient mind a dud,
His mind only dark,
His want for revenge more dangerous than a shark.
