Fire in the Eyes

Is this 

Power?

Weaving the

Traffic

Miles and 

Miles

Behind me

Wish it was 

Towards you

Instead of away 

But 

I walked in 

Today

And I must have 

Looked

The part of a

God

Avenging angel

Fire in the 

Eyes

Purpose

In the step

And the world 

Bent

To my will 

Like bread dough

Kneaded 

Into submission

It is so sweet

Power