Baskadia

Burning bright with fury and hate,

Revenge consumes me, it's my fate.

I'll make them pay for what they've done,

My anger rises like the sun.

I'll plot and plan, I'll bide my time,

Until the moment is just right.

Then I'll strike with all my might,

And watch them suffer in my sight.

No mercy will I show to those,

Who wronged me and caused my woes.

Their pain will be my sweetest pleasure,

As I exact my vengeful measure.

But as the flames of revenge die down,

I'll be left with nothing but a frown.

For in the end, what have I gained?

Only a heart that's cold and stained.