One Batch, Two Batch, Penny and Dime.

Can’t rest,
Eyes don’t close
Unpaid debts will be paid in due course
Haunted screams
Puncture the eardrums to a deafening ring.

I won’t stop,
No god in heaven
No devil in the kitchen,
Can shackle my wrath.
Death’s right hand,
Copper jackets piercing
Holes to open paths for souls
And I’ll ***** it all out.

This city is rot,
And they’re out there
Wraiths tormenting peace
I won’t suffer a fool,
To endure the truth.
I failed to protect you…
But I can avenge.

Punish those
Who think themselves untouchable
The chamber is loaded.

One batch.
                      Two batch

  Penny and dime.

This war zone of mine.