Comes A Time

After all the courting, the mutilating, the running and capturing and repeating, there must come a time when you have to be bold and end it. Why would you continue playing around when there’s more prey out there to feast upon?

Victory!

O great Death, we thank thee for the guns, the flames, the knives 

The insanity that grants us untamed hatred

Onward astride our boiling death lust darkness, we march to Victory

When o When

When your back is against a wall, it’s time to smile and let shine your fangs

Howl to the dark as it boils your hormones sharp as steel