The Art of War
A carnivores repertoire
The battle cry, a yearn for more
Rattled lives, families torn..
..But I love it so much
Bloodlust makes me cold to touch
Hold no trust as I clutch a grudge
My sword won't budge. A infinite instrument.
Intricate penmanship shows ignorant diligence
Belligerent misfit with a knack for killing shit
Imminent vigilant.. Creep in the night shade
My knife slittin your throat till your light fades
Last seconds as he searching for the right aide
No savior not your friendly "hi neighbor!"
There's a certain taste to killin & i like the flavor
Quick little something. Wanting to expand but I seem to have hit a wall.