Insanity's warfare
Fear the merciless,
mercenaries of militants,
no resemblance to any other assembly's heritage.
Despair will be the downfall of arrogance,
resuscitation,
reincarnation
I am the re animator.
Greater mind power
than any other.
Genius and insanity
I walk that fine line.
My face remains serious like poker
the road to victory,
is much;
like treading
exploding supernovas.
Maintain composure while,
there's ability,
As he swings for your head,
violently
you're out of your element.
A graveyard of skeletons,
light the fire in wicks.
A lost village,
Atop a sullied throne the evil emperor,
Sits,
As he ordered his subordinate.
To make the air thick,
with cannonballs.
There is absolutely nothing,
that I can't resolve.
To show my deviousness I use,
chemicals meant to dissolve.
Greed,
pain,
and torture,
Locked this in my room
I'm an insane warrior (You're Mad)
There goes the voice again.
On a chosen path,
You wouldn't want to laugh
at this sociopath.
I wear a backpack,
with an axe and a chainsaw,
I finally cracked,
I am here to take what I came for.
Scarred,
broken,
my mind is branded,
constant voices are screaming,
but,
when the smoke clears;
I am the last man standing.
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