HELLFIRE AND BRIMSTONE

Red hot blood

Pumps through my veins

The  thoughts that race through me

Are hard to maintain

 

Making sense of that around me

Is no easy task

No questions answered

Many questions to be asked

 

The scowl of my brow

Makes me hell bent

Those who are nobodies

They must repent

 

I will unleash

The hounds of hell

Certain tragedy

Many will befell

 

I need their blood

To quench my anger

As I put fifteen in the clip

While one sits in the chamber

 

I will die another day

But now I must set the tone

You will feel my wrath

Let it be known

 

My anger has fully matured

Complete it has grown

Ashes to ashes,dust to dust

Through hellfire and brimstone

Reviews

[jC Lopez]

Well Done my Latino Friend.