[Flow]

Ì was beaten and enslaved by a figure that was dominent
Left me filled with deceit as i craved him, a shiver was prominent
Ominous rumblings of addiction became my infliction inherited
From a parent that had ferretted his vicious spirit into my head, yet... i cherrished it
I grew up in his shadow, the light that was shon was only to shun
I was beaten, starved, beaten and the insults were considered just part of the fun
Given impossible tasks, hostile asks, this was when he wore his responsible masks
Apocryphal, as the volitile face behind left me scarred, burnt and broken in casts
Over the years, under his tutelage, i pictured killing him, i envisioned it
Stripping his skin from his bones with a skillet...
....reverie imprisoned depicting it
But then it all changed, we were hunting that day
I was being beaten for missing and blood was how i repaid
The blood ran with a stream of tears and snot down my face
Licking my lips, the resentment that i was dependant was all i could taste
buckled down on one knee, he lifted the belt and it took an age
I was bleeding and shaking but my fist was trembling with rage
As he stared ready to swipe i flared and jumped up with the heaviest rights
He glared ready to fight and a father and son struck one another til night
The owls and the wolves, the buzzards and more
Gathered round to watch the two men writhe around on the floor
The shuddering screams of the child and thunderous raws of the man
The puncturing squeels of the suffering young with every wham
Pulling out a blade the child rages forward for the head of his host
The father parries and kills his son with one stroke, then grins and he boasts
The son is dead lying, i am watching floating above
Then the father realises hes alone and has lost his true love
For he didnt care for the boy but the boy was all that he had
With a frown he realised that his world had ended...... i was glad..
I acsended out of this world... heavenly defended
He descended into ruin, forever wishing he hadnt offended