As you face my might you confess I was right
And you will pay by your blood on my sword
Cause I am the revenge lord
Your dark spirit shall face doom
A proof to my power's loom
Crushed under my heavy boots
I will cut all your roots
My anarchy field makes my soul feared
My soul is feared the echoes of it's greatness is heard
The ritual of might is my legal right
I am floating in power heights
I am called the chaos Wright
By shayan Shahsavary