KIll
I study my realm
Over crowded by pain
I’m an angel, on earthly terrain
My environment is shattered
And souls have been tossed
Anything that ever mattered
Has been lost, at a cost
KILL
KILL
But each step I take
Reminds me of a nightmare
I go forward with haste
While my oppressors glare
I try to snub their insults
And keep my head held high
The thought of their fake cults
Make me break down and cry
KILL
I shed tears for the years
That this world has wasted
Pressure from peers
Surrounded by fears
My anguish spreads naive hatred
They are under the opinion,
That tears make you fragile
Well over a million
Have a fake laugh and smile
SCUM
SCUM
KILL
My plan is to bring back glory
To a world without hope
My mission may well be gory
And lives may be lost
Maybe mine as well
But if I allow this riposte
All will rot in hell
I gather my humble belongings
A mere sword and gun
And set out with complete longing
To get rid of the scum
KILL
SCUM
The fiery temper of this demon
Becomes evident promptly
The shadow of his palace
Does nothing but haunt me
I quiver with fear, at the sight of his servants
But my courage is sincere
And although this place may be queer
I will march boldly on, though admittedly nervous
The cobbled stones are searing with heat
As I gather blisters on my sweltering feet
I charge through the door
Un-holster my gun
Let a whizzing bullet soar
And slay him in one
KILL
SCUM
He falls flat on the ground
His life deceased
For a moment there is no sound
Until a shot is released
I stand tall like a man
The guards faces are smitten
They captured the man
That killed the PM of the United Kingdom
KILL
SCUM
This isn’t a true story, I made it up in my brain
You can not sue me if you decide to do the same
Not that I would complain or call you insane
I know we all want to see this man in pain.