Trail Of Tears

Filthy tongues and angry souls
clench their fists in contempt
Trying hard do stay afloat in a well of bitterness
All this pitiful desperation
makes me but victorious, glorious
While their lungs got filled
my heart beat still
and I hear from deep within
Take aim. Reclaim. Prevail.
Step back and face the loss
Unarmed and left behind those enemy lines
Strip down to the core
So haunted by the vicious, diabolical minds
Filthy tongues and angry souls
clench their fists in contempt