I was the idle lonely lad,lost in war
I was the epitome of sadness called to embrace war front for,
I was the beast dwelling amidst the haters of the east
I was just a kid when I was shrouded in the garment of fist's feast
I was told to kill, for in it lies salvation
In the act of killing amass, I will receive eternal ovation
I remember when at four I killed at dawn
I woke to die,and within my heart, live to mourn
Blame me not!for I was bathed in sands on,
The night before I killed at biza, I was bizarred for fun
... I was the lad that slaughtered the crying baby after killing it's mother
....I would believe mother!
Unveil the veil, veiling my vision
I would believe mother;am lost bring me
back from lust
I would believe mother!
Am a beast having feelings of the heroes have
I would believe mother...
... *ONLY IF I KNOW*
*INK OF INSANITY*
*© INKSANE*
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