Wrath

I slept beneath a shell of iron law
A hinge that held the world from coming raw
Pressure measured every breath I kept
Counting every failing oath you left

Chains in silence wrapped around my chest
A furnace patient, waiting for the test
I stored the heat the fractured systems made
A quiet verdict waiting to be laid

Friction hums the axis starts to swing
Pressure builds the hammer finds its sting
Listen close the metal learns to cry
The seam gives way, the law replies

Wrath I strike, obey the law I make
Wrath you kneel, accept the fate I stake
Wrath I burn, your crooked orders break
Wrath submit the world I recalibrate

Streets go mute as iron tastes the night
Roofs crack open like old treaties split
A step the pavement blooms a glowing line
Ash writes judgments where the weak resign

No chaos wasted every flaw defined
I aim the hammer, precise, by my design
What lived in falsehoods finds a single end
I am the measure, I am the amend

You fed the friction, now watch the blade align
No mercy in the math, the strike is mine
The anvil sings the verdict sears and binds
Balance carved in fire across your minds

Wrath I strike, obey the law I make
Wrath you kneel, accept the fate I stake
Wrath I burn, your crooked orders break
Wrath submit the world I recalibrate

I am not fury without reason
I am correction in motion

Wrath I strike, obey the law I make
Wrath you kneel, accept the fate I stake
Wrath I burn, your crooked orders break
Wrath submit the world I recalibrate

Strike! Kneel! Submit! Obey!

Where my fire walks
Even stagnation trembles