His heart audacious, always ready for action.
Little worlds of glory define his fatal attraction - -
Burning each moment, he strains distraction,
with beauty surrounding his appalled reaction.
Time tells no other the secluded, violent disorder.
Words speak no truth; power to evil ranked higher.
And, charlie horses created by a audio recorder;
press replay my darling, and hear me scream murderer.
Chain reactions of bloody fists repeat silently.
Tears of a pastel orange roll down calmly - -
It's a pain no others felt before, you nor me,
just an emotion causing us to part so quickly.
The truth is known about all of the nations,
it's displayed on every single news station.
Written across the night sky, the stars creation:
You're a killer of some sort; my bodies starvation.
