Cowards who fight

And so I see them killing and hunting, Crying for blood of those they know not of, And I see them howling and growling, Spitting on the fates of those they care not of, Vicious eyes and ferocious heart they carry, No reason they have to slaughter so many, I see them coming from the…

To Survive

If I didn’t know, how to survive, do you think I still would be alive? I killed when I saw, a wondering eye or two, And I do not regret, do not lick the – wounds of my dread, I did what I had to, and I did it well, To survive, one must become,…