HATED


Slashing across the storm swept
Sky the sound of machines wake up
The night. A bursting of pride about to 
Begin as the sky opens up and we all
Fall in. Lured by a promise of a
Revenge. A circus of death to which
There´s no end. Adopting a stance of
One nation one creed, victims of 
Conscience led by a need. A lust for
A reason they´ll never regret. Born
From conflusion but just born too late.
Betrayed with a kiss to seal up my 
Fate. The drive for survial, a thorn in
My side. Running for reason or along
For the ride. The thrill of the chase,
The scent of the kill. Wont do as I say
But do as I will. Meat on their breath
And blood on their hands. Flirt with
Affection while raping the land

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