The Take over

With every spark of electricity I feel the energy of my past claw to my future Gasping for air As it resurfaces with a vengeance from being locked down, forced in a cold iron box with no oxygen as I left you 2 die But you where strong so you waited until the day I needed you With your insidious words I thought we could integrate like 2 halfs of a whole But instead you yearned to shine consume my thoughts, body and soul until it was just you until I was just an after image in our personality you fought, you climbed, determined to win but in the end I was victorious, superior locked in that cold iron box is where you shall stay