Stalk And Slay

Restraint is for the merciful;
It’s something I find quite non-surgical.
I’d rather carve than engage in negotiation,
For it builds upon my reputation;
Of vicious heart with a murderous mind.
Time to cut the body from the rind.

Stalk and slay.
That is your way.
Feast on the prey.
Sickening display.

Kindness is for the meek.
To me it has always tasted sweet.
It’s why I ravage and erode.
Live by my self-serving code;
Served by my hands of blood.
Drenched so thoroughly you might think its mud.

Stalk and slay.
That is your way.
Feast on the prey.
Sickening display.

Forgiveness was constructed by fools.
The sort who always change the rules.
Play at being nice and kind,
But when you turn your back they grind;
Reduce you down to a pile of dust.
At least I’m honest with my bloodlust.

Stalk and slay.
That is your way.
Feast on the prey.
Sickening display.

Understanding is so uninspiring.
To be honest I find it disgustingly tiring.
Hence why I will ignore the claims and carry on.
Embark on what I find is fun.
Butchering souls who walk too near.
Breed within them ravines of fear.

Stalk and slay.
That is your way.
Feast on the prey.
Sickening display.