Fear,

Find the ones that you hold dear.

Fear,

Keep them safe for I am near.

Fear,

You are the useless broken seer.

Hate,

Your life’s end is a little late.

Hate,

Did you really think you could escape your fate?

Hate,

Walk through the unopened gate.

Joy,

You’ve lost me in the void.

Joy,

This pain and all its noise.

Joy,

Why do you play with broken toys?

Pain,

You’ve lived your life thus far in vain.

Pain,

I’ll break your mind, you’ll be insane.

Pain,

How long until your death is my gain?