Last Breath

Last Breath

A Poem by Marz

Boys and girls of every age
wouldn't you like to see something strange?
Mac has completely lost it and gone deranged
His inner demon, trapped under lock and key
Monster clawing in it's cage
Rattling and shaking, wanting to be set free
So, I grab the mic and hop up on the stage
Lyrically demonic
A slaughterhouse bloodletting rage
Don't worry about me, I'm on it
In the middle of it, but we ain't on the same page
When I am done, just know that this ain't over
The gas has been ignited
My eyes have gone dead, not colder
Monster lurking inside me roars delighted
Nothing will be able to hold ya
When I stomp ya
I said it ain't over, I'm right here
Still lyrically demonic? Far from it
I'm lyrically hellic, now face your fear
If you think that this is nothing
then you must be thinking of toughin'
ready to get to the roughin'
You b*****s are tryna disregard what's real
The s**t I say is easy to feel
Pent up anger
Demon needs to feed it's hunger
So I am on the prowl like a hunter
Now I have found my prey
Get down on your knees and beg, pray
Give me my power, feed me my fire
To see you in pain is my deepest desire
The voice in my head telling me to kill you all
So Ima be insanely cutting you all till you fall
You fed me power, whilst my back was against the wall
My roar of rage is silent
My deepest wishes are psychopathically violent
I'm a skitzo, I go flipzo
Dysfunctional in the head
painted images in my brain
Of you sprawled on the ground dead
Mac is the name
I will give you a reason to fear
You'll be begging for death
I will slaughter everything you hold dear
and I will listen... to the sound... of your dying breath.

© 2010 Marz


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Marz
Marz

Sydney



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