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The Grizzly.
‘You stink of fear!’ I shout as I lunge for the latest victim.
Blind courage is little more than witless stupidity.
You have done nothing if you’ve never gone toe-to-toe with a fucking bear.
A proper cycle of anger must consist of at least one warning.
Twice is too much, kill them good. Kill them dead.
Generations pile and consistently tend to resurface,
causing the ladder to become the census of cowardice.
Spring it onto them; Sell them their soul back in
exchange for hours and hours of misery.
Experience doesn’t mean a fucking thing out in the woods.
Dance to the tune of your friend’s stomach rupturing.
Don’t forget that people eat people on a daily basis.
Monsters don’t care how many times you’ve roughed it out here.
You stink of fear.
Blind courage is little more than witless stupidity.
You have done nothing if you’ve never gone toe-to-toe with a fucking bear.
A proper cycle of anger must consist of at least one warning.
Twice is too much, kill them good. Kill them dead.
Generations pile and consistently tend to resurface,
causing the ladder to become the census of cowardice.
Spring it onto them; Sell them their soul back in
exchange for hours and hours of misery.
Experience doesn’t mean a fucking thing out in the woods.
Dance to the tune of your friend’s stomach rupturing.
Don’t forget that people eat people on a daily basis.
Monsters don’t care how many times you’ve roughed it out here.
You stink of fear.
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