Sorrow Is - Runescarred

The earth is swollen

A distended belly Pregnant with the rounded gases of pain

And its birthed once again

A demonic and twisted soul

A carrier of justice and lies

Torn from a womb

That’s re-seeded when needed

Vengeance never aims to die

Sorrow is Sorrow

Mounds to foothills

Those foothills to ridges

Soon the sky will hardly remain