The Motivation

Fuck this!
Fuck the world!
I have never wanted to die so badly.
Every day I feel nothing but pain and agony.
I taste blood.
Mainly my own.

The blood of my future victims will taste so sweet.
I taste victory.
A foul stench stains the air.
The putrid smell of the decaying bodies against my wall.
And hidden in my closet.

I am a psychopath.
I taste satisfaction.
I taste the blood of my victims
My blood was on their hands at one time.
So why shouldn't theirs be on mine now?

This is my version of revenge.
Wound the accomplices.
Kill the bullies.
Make them your victims.
Make them feel the pain you have felt all those years.
It is time to stand up against the machine.

Step up my friends.
Make the haters feel your pain.
Unleash your wrath.

The Unholy wrath you possess cannot be stopped.
Neither can I.
Step up against the country.

Step up against the machine.
Feel the motivation!