Bitterness
by Counterweight· from Sculptured In Blood Demo
The fight with yourself is the mortal struggle the salt of our eye's and the ash of our dreams you can gain a lot but lose even more even a bell has a heart even a stone has a soul time's examine us we live in the fire of the revolution standing on the edge of the precipice freedom is within our reach this is the show for one actor this is a farce where you play the main role the prize is the blunt edge faling on your back and bitter blood in the cup for the winner.