Bite The Pain

Look Down At the Body 

You May See no Trace of Wounds 

But in the Eye 

The Eye of the Beholder 

One Cannot Asume. 



Not a Drop of Blood Is Drawn 

But You Know How It Bleeds 

Beware of the Sharp Edged Weapon 

Called Human Being 

 

It Is a Shield of Passion 

And Strong Will 

From This I Am the Victor 

Instead of the Kill 



I Will Not Feed Your Hunger, Instead 

I Bite the Pain 

Looking Not Back, But Forward 

I Bite Down Hard 

Try to Cover Up the Trail of Deceit 

And Daggers Spawned From Your Soul 



Acid, the Tears of Remorse 

Flow in Vain, Too Late For Regrets 

Save It 

For the Next ill Fated Game.