Deafening - Shiv-R

We hunt, or starve

Our bodies built to harm

Insect, machine

Or virus gone too far

Deny our trait

Contempt the body state

This life, we hate

Poison and violate

Blood dances on the blade

Plays upon my razor’s hate

Blind light sing for the fakes

It’s deafening to hear you break

The light, the taste

And your pretty breath

The void, the cage

Animalistic race

Feign death, what’s worse

One true god in reverse

Ourselves, we hail

I guess we’ll rot in hell

The monster craves the light

We covet vermin’s kind

By Aiakos Barada Nikto