Winged Destroyer - by Erik Smith

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I can see my beast flying through the night
raining blood upon the earth as he chews his victims
never to reenter the caccoon he sprung forth from
unleashed upon the planet from somewhere within

i go out with beast in tow
lashing out at those i care about
whenever it suits me
tearing down thier self esteem
ripping up thier lifelong dreams
breaking them down as i see fit
anymore i just don't give a shit

i am going to finish us off
the society gone to hell
hating everybody already
ready to make everybody hurt
black wings ripped through my nails tshirt

i hear you doubting me
i'll kill you next
i'm no longer sober
and lucky for you
it'll soon be over

 

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