Mutt-swine
Slobbering madness
Squealing agony
The people are sniffing out your fear
Fur rotted wolves
And the trembling
**** soaked trees
The people are hungry for neck vain
Bathing proudly
In the mud ****
Of each other's suffering
Bald vultures
Picking flesh
Beneath the cruel laughing sun
The people are rabies ridden
Rot bull
Pit weilers
How's a man supposed to stay alive?
Here's the trick:
Find the toughest one
Gut it
Roll in its stench
And walk among the rest
Stiff jawed
Wild tailed
With a hyena smirk
And the density of an elephant
Oh,
And don't forget
To stare them all
Directly in the eye.