Spiritual Fortress

Black field
Emitting hatred
Heinous walls
Rejecting goodness
A fortress made of darkness
Is a keep for my other self
Guards of my emptiness
Keep away the joyful feels
Happiness
Filled with vivacity
Bombards
The walls of fortress
Its spiky gates
Will unleash the army of hate
It guts the invaders
And my state will be the same

Feel my hate

Being through a vast of pain
My soul is now embalmed
I smile with your distress
Cause i enjoy the way you hurt
My leaving is to console
And leave you alone to die
My home is calling me
The fortress of my dark self