Skulls crushing against the cold hard concrete of a school ground floor.
As they pushed me to the point of breaking.
So I pushed back and took their last breath away. Giving them no satisfaction of this pleasure I have done.
Taking away all this fun is more than I could have imagined.
With the bones cracking and the blood rushing down the side walk. Into a ever streaming line of for ever bleeding time.
I stand there watching them pick up your bodies shell. For you soul has become the property of hell.
Kiss this ground for it shall be your last. A piece of earth taken with in you hand. Now smell the air once you have chance. Never forget of this pain you have recieved. For in the end all enemys have only the devils chains. That are wrapped around the bodies. To be their only friends.
