I don't know what got into me,
I just woke up one day and wanted to join the infantry, fuck with me,
I'm a one man killing machine,
beyond your worst dreams,
I'm something scary like when demons scream
I'm a man who's cursed,
beyond the world's dirt,
my only response is to hurt,
I've become a villain,
the anti-hero, the one who does the killing,
this tale doesn't have a happy ending,
it ends with you have severed tendons,
my rage is suspended,
beyond tectonic plates tension,
in the air is thick aggression,
cut quickly when I see you testing,
I'll strike a man down with furious anger,
you'll see the big L, pure danger
This is for blood sport,
I'm so used to pounding flesh that's it's a dumb chore,
I could care less of the repercussions, there's no assumption,
I live to carve flesh but I don't fuck with pumpkins,
As the darkness passes, my life flashes before me and it's fantastic,
But it's madness that your life needs to fade into blackness,
I see myself and it's tragic, a sort of black magic,
I swing the bat and hear the splat and the realization that comes with that,
I drop it flat take two step back and finally realize that the person I've killed said that he knew he from way back, used to help me with my napsack, used to scream, cry and laugh, all that
I walk over to the body and flip it over the back,
I'm shocked who I see, Dad?
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