I learn your sequence, secret weakness
I’m destroyed with much less infrequence
Chin held high with eyes to bleakness
Drained of hope but not vexed nor grievous
Resolve completely fucking immovable
RSI worsen as time spent in the crucible
Crunch the fucking numbers as my flesh is consumable
Acutely aware that this is non renewable
Spent in pursuit
Made to be used
Just not for you
Not for you
Asset to the crown i usurp thee
The head of spear pressed against the fresh meat
all i am to you, all you are to me
is in the fucking way of where i need to be
plunge the knife tip in the wood block
Another night in the place in where they don’t talk
Watch the feet pointed places, quicken up their paces,
Cleaning any traces, as they walk
Spent in pursuit
Made to be used
Just not for you
Not for you
And they plead, just following orders
I see, backed into a corner
Shallow breathe, they see not the horrors
justified, bleed dry these mourners
No remorse, self preservation
Fake empathy to avoid destination
As they gave none, they get none in return
Clinically destroyed, the remains to be burned