Beyond Treachery - Into the Moat

Of the arsenal of weapons on this earth, you choose betrayal

Chip away as I fall crumbling inside

With all that I muster I wish you the worst

Unlike yourself, I cannot be so cruel

I retaliate in a simple manner

Murder is the way I complete my deed and there will be no resolutions

My revenge is all but merciful

With a rusted blade by my side you will pray for your future

I watch you burn in flames thicker than armies

This is my wrath

This is my disease of the arsenal you chose this, you ask why

My sheath beckons, fare well