A lacking cannon Ready to shoot off the plague And dishonour A commitment to Your Honor! Failing to cut corner A mocking bubble of slices from horror Mistic light from the storm When you feel that certain alarm You think of light and all your frights A firm belief in ambient light Close to songs of walking knights A curtain call with frivolous rights Lack of words may lead to a zone With crystal streams and harpooning colours What had always occurred Is a need for mind A way to cover The distance to the future Because of what's waiting there Will it occur? Have no fear There are roadside elements And mighty figure A class you cover? Late hours with lover A building, another cover The fight is within The results shine outside The crimes uncover Who do you think caught the... Idk who they caught Meh, so where ya stuck at? Where ya stuck at? #Kruelt