himsa
the destroyer
Flawless, so red raw, and real,  The beast of the street,  Speaks faceless to me.   Fierce, the deepest of depths,  Sends daggers and fire,  From each shearing end.   Summons, outcry for battle,  Living illusion,  Straight to the heart.   I enter, sanctuary,  They bury, the dead.   Makes way, for the pain and promise,  Dawning devotion,  Numbing all in dismay - Stands alone.   Lash out, strength in submission,  Giving to exploits,  A swift sudden death.   Swarming, hybrids of exile,  Outlaws in anthem,  Sketched even in script.   Screams clean,  Sincerity - To break the crisis,  Of a vacant past.    (Words of wisdom, Words as weapons)   Destroyer - Your course remains unscathed.  Destroyer - Your course is unscathed.   I enter sanctuary,  They bury the dead.   As the abyss - Is filled and forgotten.   Conviction, The sign of its times,  Translates the quarrel,  With no objection.   And issued, Sarcasm and war,  To this distant boy,  With more desperate needs.   My commune,  Safe haven,  Secures my temperament,  And in retrospect, I prevailed,  With the ones who saved my life.   Destroyer - Your course remains unscathed.  Destroyer - Your course is unscathed.   Stand alone!