Raw Creation

Raw creation.

My anticipation.

Seek within.

The savageā€¦

Carnage and chaos


We've just started!

Storms of change,


(the echoes of the yearning)

The winds are stirring.

Formidable and ferocious.

Make you sick to

your stomach.

As I rip the guts out!

In front of you.

Nothing precious here.

Just seeped in the

bloody history.

Edged in me.

Why show 'em?

Unless their dying to see.

Dying for the need,

in me.

Reflected reterrick,

you see.