Bryan's Confession
The cries of many tortures
are my only sculptures.
The feel of blood running down my forearm,
my present alone means severe harm.
Down the dark ally I laugh revoltingly.
Many stares at me repulsively.
They don't know me,
Or how I came to be.
I bring fear with my cold demented eyes
No tears for they continue to stay dry.
Wick and evil many have call me
Not denying I certain agree.
Enjoyable sounds of my bare hands crushing bones
And the pathetic sounds of a suffering tone.
My powers are indescribable yes in deed
And my punches have unmatchable speed.
I take pride for my every crime,
Because I get away with it every time.
I'm a numb hearted Android that enjoys life
When ever I am taking a life.
(Die, die, die!)
The cries of many tortures
are my only sculptures.
The feel of blood running down my forearm,
my present alone means severe harm.
Down the dark ally I laugh revoltingly.
Many stares at me repulsively.
They don't know me,
Or how I came to be.
I bring fear with my cold demented eyes
No tears for they continue to stay dry.
Wick and evil many have call me
Not denying I certain agree.
Enjoyable sounds of my bare hands crushing bones
And the pathetic sounds of a suffering tone.
My powers are indescribable yes in deed
And my punches have unmatchable speed.
I take pride for my every crime,
Because I get away with it every time.
I'm a numb hearted Android that enjoys life
When ever I am taking a life.
(Die, die, die!)
