Journey Into My Ill Mind: Path of Blood

'twas a simple plan that he had,
All was going smooth until he slipped and it all went bad.
First came the left and then the right,
All seemed to be lost in this deadly fight.

Knocked unconscious he felt himself falling,
Then everything stopped once the Dark Mother started calling.

Dark Mother:
"My dear little Monster, I made you a king,
The more blood you shed, the greater the song that the children will sing."

It was almost as if he had heard this before,
Separating his soul from the monster so that he could fight a little more.
"Dark Mother, I believe this belongs to you,
This was the reason my loyalty was never true."

"Also, this is a gift for you,
My heart has stopped beating because its been beaten black and blue."
Without a word, in the steady silence, she took the soul and his heart,
Allowing the monster to be awakened once the soul was a great distance apart.

Regaining his conscience, still standing tall,
One devastating punch to his enemy's and he watched hi fall.
Fist raining down like a storm causing a flood,
The Monster has finally chosen his path, and it's covered in blood.

It's been seven years to this very day,
Seven long years since he's been chained up and locked away.
Though the chains remain the Monster has broken free,
That monster has been awakened inside me!