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