deep in a conflict whole body brace for the impact
liquid melody soaks me thoughts filthy with syntax
ducking and diving see me weaving through heathen masses
my vision blurred militant surge
deep in the passage there's no escape
you're just a red mark
my laser paint
killer instinct sharp like the edge of a razor blade
your body bag squeeze of the trigger the quick flash
blind solo seek peace when the last enemy flatline
black line black line black line
you are
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shell shock
call me the minotaur
Cave dweller settle the final score
spray terrorists headbents for no minor scores
race tension stress levels of violent sword
less tortured venomous methods of silence wards
i bet the army of weathered enemies might just warm
stay sheltered stray pellets and to bite your chords
grey weather forgives elsewhere the night is gone
Grace venture beckons destined to ride the storm
like a storm like a storm like a storm like a storm
self shot