That look in your eyes is always the same
The burning gaze and a reflection of pain
A level stare that seems to test
It doesn’t seem to notice jest
Despite the look on the rest of your face
The heat melts through all hope and grace
The beast within is breaking it’s cage
I can feel the sheer force of rage
The warmth of passion seems somehow cold
It speaks of the spirit so volatile and old
When will you rest? It makes me wonder
Perhaps when the world sees you, the destroyer
