Leaving the grave of submission

I've collapsed under the weight of humiliation,
Trampled on and despoiled by the vilest creatures
They've put on my face the mask of weak submission
And concealed behind smiles the inflicted tortures.

They've long thrown on my dull eyes a deceptive veil
Then they've battered to death the depths of my spirit
They've laid on my bemused brow a long and black nail
And written with bloody letters the word : CULPRIT.

But the shroud of lies has been torn by frustration
And now I can see the essence of my real life
I want to pierce the skies of annihilation,
A never-ending vengeance I will take to wife.

I want to bury them in the grave of their filth
And feed my new hopes on their decaying corpses
My empire will arise from their dead-end faith,
At last I'll feel the flame of my bullied wishes.