Karmic Deservation - Jessica Pavone

None Shall Pass - Into the Moat Like lions they carry me They tear and cut my down, have I wronged? Betrayed? Or done violence without cause? If my path is narr

Of the arsenal of weapons on this earth You choose betrayal Chip away as I fall crumbling inside With all that I muster I wish you the worst Unlike yourself I c

We shall dread the forthcoming Every second sears me As my anticipation drips Stepping back to where it started Grasping my first weapon As a protector wearing