Untitled Song

I've never written a song before, so I don't know any pattern or anything. This is pretty much just a poem that I thought would sound good in a heavy sludge-metal style.



My lungs are burning
You. It’s You.
My lungs are burning
From the scent of You.

Oh, The Anger, the Rage, the Ire
It burns my soul, my very life
If only you could see, see what you are.
What you are, is a dirty, filthy, Rat.

The malice runs deep.
The purest emotion, relentless
You burn, you Burn
Burn everything.

You. I was left alone. Thrown aside,
Like a dirty, filthy Rag.
I was left swimming in your polluted Muck.
Fills my soul, my very life.

Drenched. In. Dregs.