What hatred breeds And violence stirs That anger boils Upon the fulcrom of blood Spilled amongst the worthless Rotting down beneath the street And I taste the sweat upon my brow Stab down the fatal blade And as the cries of widespread horror Ring out in wounded pain Adrenaline crash and rage runs fluid I strike again with clenched teeth For my blistering patience Snapped off above my head Let loose the beast's carnivorous growl To feed its raw and cancerous thirst Blood wrong but relieving And as the last breath screams And the worthless die I need to chew much more But I have felt this deed Bleeding black, myself thus slain My war, which long since losing Was lost, with the falling of my hand I must escape...
Reason for writing:
I was very angry and fed up with what was around me.
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