Blasted
Explosions echoing my mind
The hunters
Carving, slicing, kniving my soul
Hunting with no weapons
But worse I cannot run
No flight, no escape
No place to rest, haunted through life
Blood red collection of remains
Long ago they cut my heart
To take it away from my life
To sustain their conspiracy
Forced to live through all this
Amputated of the will
Own treasures crippled before born
The human doctrine is to follow
Preyed upon the gutted
Individualization failed by amputation
Preyed upon the gutted
Becoming suffocated - blood red evisceration