still watching me go? Waiting to see what move I make next?
Okay here we go ready haha try to stop me now!
The music still rages the demons still fly but now the angels have joined the fun. They rain from the darkest corners they fall from the brightest points.
Demons walk the line of light for fear to venture to far in the shadows. Are you insane im not the middle point im the actual darkness killing everything. the angels feathers give way as I slice my way through the new enemy! Demons blood splatters the walls, stains the ground filling me with blood lust.
Its an up and down motion to the beat of war drums, orchestra, cries of death and or for it. This is not war its what goes on in my head every day.
Guess what its spilled out in your living room. Im a cage of rage while there’s a fire in side polite smiles and poetics rest on its out. You think that’s fog you see deep in my eyes wrong it’s a blurred image of a battle field moving to fast for that of human recognition.
When the battle is done everyone knows ill have won. But at what cost? Will the poetics come to a close when all the blood is shed? Will it all die when there’s nothing left to rip apart or in to. Will the mangled heaps twist me in to madness? Who knows I just know ill be happy at its end. Will you be? Lets find out shall we?