The evil is rising...
While listening to the metal beat.
The devily smile is widening...
The eyes are sparkling...
The walk is getting heaver and slower...
The aura is shining with flames.
I just can't resist this feeling.
It's like a vodka shot.
Reliving , Rebilating , drive to sins, satisfied.
This means war with myself...
The increasing urge for blood make my heart thumbing strongly...
Bathumb... bathumb...
Is the sound of power rising from my toe to head.
" The only thing to save , Is the banner that you wave , To be wrapped around your grave "
That's a quote of freedom and a beat of madness.
luka