Shackles of pain are broken
The beasts from the cave of cold abyss are awoken

When a tear is shed/
And a pool is bled/

When betrayal is kept inside/
And when pent up violence triggers pride

Love and lies become synonymous/
And the bear becomes anonymous

The cub doesn't know the name
The bear lounges without pain

A cub's love is bled out in a waterfall
Hatred becomes a weight one has to haul

Demise is inevitable
One goes from loving to skeptical and detestable

Then...

(Inhumane Noise) Spit/
And admit

Respect is lost
Humanity is tossed

Love is no longer craved/
For blood shed will be engraved

An animal stops breathing, his sped up heart, which was audible, is now silent/

it collapses, and revives,
YOUR eyes open wide/ his soul is damaged in front of your so horrid

memory capturing eyes creating a memory with a network of emotions from your optic

nerve to your God retching brain destroying your most deep soul and humanity/ then
you’ll know it’s not a matter of safety or even humanity taking place

It's a matter that can only be taken care of by bloodshed.
Cruore discessit affectu/
And, of course, a right hook