Game Of Death

Between the buried is where I reside.
While you obsess over a new deicide.
In a world absent of divinity.
Fixation replaces what was once known as integrity.
Swapped one code for another.
Selecting what turned us against each other.
Friends now stand as enemies.
Can’t see the woods for the trees.

Haunted by old citations that refuse to fade.
For this time debts will fill my grave.
Burning faster than sense can comprehend.
Put a bullet in the gun.
Temple meet then dead again.

Suffocating upon wings of sovereignty.
Choosing new disaster over trusted me.
Civility torn apart by wolves.
Each new entrant will join the ranks of desperate fools.
Siphoning while good manners stay broke.
Fixated on not being called a dope.
Semblance of joy left at the door.
Every way we turn there is another war.

Surrounded by guardians that cannot speak.
Instead your solution is to cheat.
Kill quicker by element of underhanded surprise.
Set a trap and watch for hours.
When it’s sprung you laugh while laying flowers.

Butcher in plain view.
You care about no one but you.
Steal what you crave.
Only death walks beside you.
Holding your hand.
You adore burning with brands.
Sick mind with no heart.
Tearing innocents apart.
Peace is a sin in your eyes.
Better to kill and take what you like.

Destruction is your calling card.
Silence comes with pain.
Petals mark your territory.
Nothing survivors to just be maimed.

What a two faced truant.
Psycho in a flow.
Trebling each body count.
Killing for sport.
Fracture what refuses to accept your inhumane terror show.