Tell us, sing those children

Oh, Do tell us, They laugh

Giggle

It’s a game

A ****** game

To them

Just another

Game.

Just another story.

Oh so excited

Oh so eager

To

Hear.

All about those

Heroes

Those

Villians.

Those monsters

Those battles

Those swords

Those arrows

That war

That death.

Tell us, cry those children

Oh, tell us how you killed him!

And it’s that

That

Eagerness for

Blood.

That kills me.

Because, how?

How can they ever know?

How can they know what it

Looks like?

Those final
Moments.

That

Blood

****

Tears

Whimpering

Praying

Oh, the praying

Oh, help us

Save us

Don’t leave us

Don’t leave

Please

Brave men.

Strong men.

Men who were

Are

Loved.

Who loved

I just killed him, I say.

Just watched him, I think.

Watched his life

Trickle

Trickle

Trickle.

Out.

Watched his love

His soul

Wash

Wash

Wash

Away.

Until he was

Gone

Gone

Gone

And so,

I

Think

A part of me

To

Gone

Gone

Gone.


Tell us more, they scream

Oh, tell us about the guts

Gore

Intestines glistening

In that cruel

Cruel sun

Spears coated in flesh

Blood

Blood

Blood

Blood, they roar.

The children want blood.

Like its a ****** game.

And then they go

And they fight

And they come back

And they have shadows

So many

Many shadows.

Why didn’t you tell us, they sob

Oh, why did you lie?, they howl

Wolves lost

In bloodlust

Winter winds

Blood

Blood

Blood

Oh, so much blood.

It coates their hands

Their chests

Their swords

Spears

Arrows.

What have i done ?

What have we done?

How could I?

How could we?

How could you?

Oh so eager

Oh so excited

For the

Heroes

Those

Villians.

Those monsters

Those battles

Those swords

Those arrows

That death.


That war.