In the depths of my darkened soil, secrets ferment and flourish. An anger seeps within, a vengeance I sow. Within the depths of my soul, hatred rages like a fervent fire, never pardoning those who filled me with ire. The sting of betrayal, a wound that festers deeply, as I seek out justice, I vow to keep vengeance. Their visages haunt my thoughts, an unyielding refrain, but through vengeance, I shall liberate myself from suffering's chains. In every corner, shadows skulk and conceal, yet in my heart, retribution's truth shall be revealed. A symphony of rage builds, note by note, each strike, each blow, igniting vengeance's torch. With every strand of anger formed, I rise, unyielding fury imbued in my eyes. Caught in the midst of a tempest's wrath, vengeance surges, clearing my soul's path. Beneath the cloak of darkness, I take my stance, determined to carry out vengeance's dance. From the depths, a storm of reckoning shall brew, as secrets ferment, revealing truths anew. In the hour of judgment, I'll embrace the fray, a tempest unleashed, no mercy to display. For in the depths of my darkened soil, secrets reign, through vengeance, a rebirth I shall attain.