Malice - Diary of Dreams

I dread panic within your tight embrace

I ban the violence from my feeble frame

Choose your weapon and go to war instead!

Anchor me in a sea of silence

Harbor me with my restless mind

I live revenge with my second skin

I feel the echo pounding in my head

I know this feeling deep within

It makes no sense to hide from what you are

Malice, i dare to linger

Malice, i won’t attempt to flee

Malice, just for a moment

Malice, to bundle all my rage

Poorly gifted i still try to reluct

Let me surrender my weakish sense of bliss

Kind of awkward to find this faith in you

Torn between extremes

Please meet my state of mind

Please accept my reason for being born

To grant my last request

My malice never fails