I strap my blades on my legs
three guns I love, my 22, 33 and 45
are snug against my chest
next to my kevlar armour and carbon mask

I am kitted for this fight
death is on my murderous mind
my blades are lined to my refined stats
like I was trained to do, a long long time ago

They wanted me to be a killing machine
but they never gave me a off switch
did they think I could just turn it off
did they think, that I can't turn it off

I would be so angry
if I was not controlled
yet,if I go blitz I go blitz
for I am armed and kitted

They made me
they trained me
they programmed me
they destroyed me

I am just a kitted war machine
a ****** kitted cold killing machine


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris