17

17 days of fire and hell

17 days of death and despair

17 favors of gloom and doom

17 days of no respite just a cold stare

then he opened the hose and it trickled down

blood water stay away

on his hunches kneels on the ground

daemons and winged beasts

nothing is ever yours

barbed wire chained lions naked feasts

do not read see it all

red skies dawn dusk passes by

and there far away anger lays siege

insomnia obsession you must believe

am i asking too much the killer freed

madness insidious visceral greed

happen as i want

or i want it happen as when now

confusion persists and the hands move fast

12 year old grudges come out relations never built to last

ahhahahhaaa