| I felt the Rage sneak up on me, Stand up and pull the sword from sheathe, I walked around the corner, to view the surroundings of this Place. I could barely keep the blood from my face. I'm not the one to seek, but the one to Find, I'm more or less, going to die, before I deny, that I will not Commply to Control. I refuse to let you bruise this soul and walk away, even if its just for one fucking day. I stare at the stars as I lick the blood from the wound, and dig a Grave into the Ground. Kneel down and pray until my Hands come clean. I FELT THE HATE INSIDE OF ME BROKE THE VOW AND SLIT THE THROAT OF A COW! CHOKE THE VESSLE OF A SHEEP! DRESS THE BODY IN DIRT! I spelt the name in blood, widly across the wall, as I slowly noticed the Flock to hit their bones and crawl. I paid the price of Hate, waiting for Angels to Retaliate, but the Beast is free, and I just can't do anything else but see, see that it will come again, rise once more, and cover these Hands in blood of the Cattle. So, prepare for one Hellacious battle. |
