I taste blood

gashes tilting ever so slightly, closely to my major artery
Love is death in this sarcastic farce
A fascist inspires within me a fantastic art
And rebels to the cause fight with their warpaint on
I stand alone bleeding...slightly though i overcame
The fear was out of sight
I lust after you- his words after the moment
He reached for his weapon,
I couldn't choose my own
Master of swords dictator of daggers
I watched as ************ splattered
Yay there was a hero among us, a knight in shining armor though the pressure i applied
I won't bleed no more
A slave to this feeling.... lurking in my heart I am wise enough to know
The way I feel affects my thinking
If I pray hard enough I may refrain from blinking
The glory and gore
Of an enemy that is no more