Thrones Of Blood

<br>The thought of killing entered my mind some time ago.<br>What possesses an individual to kill.<br>I have often pondered the thought.<br>Time and time again.<br>Now it`s clear to me.<br>They want me to be part of this world they have created.<br>I say fuck you.<br>Don`t tell me how to live.<br>Maybe if I eliminate the people.<br>Who fit this so - called mold.<br>My pain will finally be released.<br>And my mind free of thought.<br>The ax struck hard and fast.<br>Splitting the skull in two.<br>She fell instantly.<br>The blood spewed.<br>>From where her head used to be.<br>I then struck another blow.<br>Only the lives of others.<br>Can quench my harsh reality.<br>I received much excitement.<br>>From these two blows.<br>I must continue to strike her corpse.<br>Once again I brought the tool of my trade.<br>I proceeded to hack several more times.<br>A pile of flesh now lies before me.<br>Unrelenting need to fulfill my lust for death.<br>I must purge the world of it`s filth.<br>Disorder scars my mind.<br>With killing fascination.<br>My tasks are far from done.<br>Everything must die.