believe...

im a beautiful soldier...

wearing boots and vast,

flower and swear...

killing those who do not believe in love....

i seek,

and rip their hearts out...

i hang.

and spit into their mouths...

i throw,

and burn them from inside-out...

wacthing... smiling... laughing...  happily....

and feel exotic...

now im a beast...

a beautiful beast for my rasional belief...

a belief that has no horizontally mercy...

a belief that keeps on tochering me...

love keeps on tochering me...

hatred had overwhelming...

three... two... one... now...    -kyl