My gold is rusty bones in this mirthless ditch i call home, still proceeding like Virginia creeks. Watch my visage turn dusky blue, as my sight alters to lustrous red. Everything around is eradicated as uncontrolled animal adrenaline flows inside. I just don't know how hope to cope with hyena's or herds of sheep, whether it's blood or red paint, the prey looks good enough to eat, it's feeding time. I've been so hungry for too long, I can't control myself from the treacherous clutch of petuosity, witnessing miscreants rape everyone and everything I've known, completely astounded, confused into obscurantism. I'm grabbing throats, and pummeling skulls like a senseless imbecile, neither i change or i must be disposed immediately before i strike yr society. I've never had a reason to remain calm, and never attained the similar sense. I've traded wind with the sapient.