Dark and dreary
My body oh so weary
From the battle society has blessed me with
The blood has stained my hand for quite some time
But this is the point, to delay the inevitable
They can’t honestly believe they can stop me
DO THEY???
They can harm me
I want my enemies to make me bleed, Inflict their so called pain
Want them to do something, wave after wave has fallen to my blade
But they JUST KEEP COMING, An endless army of lost souls
Souls lost to their mindless dedication to the system
