Cloaked Ranger

I serve the night sky, I'm just a killer,

An assassin, a hunter, a fruit picker,

Just walking, along, the route of my life,

I satiate, my hunger, for blood, for pussy,

There are, other things, to fill life with,

Many more, things, I would like to see,

You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.

But I have, settled on this path, of murder,

Of mayhem, but youth, innocence,

Still has power over me, it’s the,

Only thing, that calms my heart,

Sometimes, blood, rushes to my head,

I can’t, differentiate, between angels,

Between demons, sometimes,

When I arrive in heaven, I can’t stop myself,

From murdering all the children,

I am, just, a tool for my father,

I serve the night sky, I’m just,

Another shadow.

Virgin Sacrifice

Maybe, I've started caring, about where I land,

Maybe, I'm scared of, white women,

They seem so, hungry,

Its like, rock, paper, scissors,

It’s a, bad match, I'd be the loser,

Fish on a hook, the rest of the game,

Did I, abuse her?

Day and night,

Red and raw,

So much love,

One night, after the other,

Maybe, I already,

Lost the game,

Maybe, ghosts haunt,

My dreams.