This is not a battle of bullets,
but a fight of your sickened heart.
You're digging a hole
that will never be filled,
Your will to destroy the innocent
makes you leap like a wild boar
caught in the underbrush,
You get the temporary relief by feeding yourself
drugs of darkness,
You're not saved but deepen the ditch to hell...
I cannot help you
as desperation filters through the night air
via disconnected stones and the fatigued hearts,
You must find your way to light
before your naked words mislead others
to blind the whole valley.