Marked for leadership

111, 222, 333

Factors of my blood sworn oath

The second of a litter of 6

The warm smile of a walking costume, character

I see death people

Gray blood wearing genetic skin

Was I a growing life supply of prey in your womb

We are what we consume

Telling me of your love as I suckle on sour milk

If you can see me, guess what I see

The pain and fate of my soldiers on my shoulders

Every burning ache, every red tear of fear

Guess what I see

Let it begin

I have shed my skin

You smell my Gods

You smell me

You smell your demise

I accept this life

So I slaughtered the father

Merciless

Knuckles crack, In fact I enjoyed the experience

The altering intoxication of bloodshed

Allow my thumbs to assist you in seeing your inner defeat

Born in blood

In blood the beast sleeps

The father I slaughtered

I rest not

Next is the Queen

Ready or not

She looks into me

Feeling my murderous intent

The threat of death reveals what she admirably concealed

The skinny form of the all-deceiving

Look into me

No! Not those eyes my child may recognize

Look into me

Without a thought of wane or release

I choke thee

Look into me

Through the muscles I feel the spine

Look into me

Slit pupils, Red sclera, Black blood vessels

Lady Evil Eyes

I slaughtered my mother

It is done

I march free

I march shedding

I march, marked to lead

I march with the mark 13

I have emptied the bloody cup

It is done