Three of Seven Sins

Red

My vision and world are red

Shaking

Violent tremors shake my being

Hot

My breath and words are warm

Loud

Blood roars loudly in my head

I can't think

Too many thoughts are in my head

Clamoring over the roar of my blood

I'm shaking and roaring

Red hot words falling out,

Filling the air like claps of thunder

I will have my vengeance

I will be vindicated

I will paint the world in red

I will leave you in the cold, shaking

There will be no heat but from my words

My roar will be the loudest on this battlefield