Promises of Pain
As he stepped outa the dark
Left without a mark
Some cheered, some mad
Is he good or bad?
Is he even a man?
Few thought, so they ran
The line can be thin
The story, Oh where to begin
Actually won't waste your time
I'll just tell you another rhyme
Blood dripped from his blade
From the kills he had made
Chewing on a finger
His gaze didn't linger
If it did and on you,
You can bet your through
Fight if you can, Be entertaining
He'll hold you by the feet, As your blood is draining
Skinned alive
None have thrived
Can't kill him he's already dead
I don't even think that's his head
He's been here since the start of time
And he'll stay till the end of this rhyme
He'll eat your heart
At the very start
A wicked, Wicked smile
That lasts all the while
His roar is immense
Sign of the pain to commence
Escape, Yea you should try
Or just lay there and die
Fight that's what you do
GOD has your back, You already knew
Copyright © Jay Moore | Year Posted 2018
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