if you stutter, don't speak

weakness will not be tolerated
it's only a dead end path
you've got to grow up now, son
it's gonna be a long one

a lifetime of disgust
through the eyes of a child
safe among the shadows
below the vultures, among the snakes
beside the devil himself

you'll bear the brunt of my fists
so long as they grace my arms
you'll know hatred
so long as i have a tongue

beware of what i'm capable of
no rest will find me
this i can promise