SKINNEDALIVEHUNGTODRY

SKINNEDALIVEHUNGTODRY

Hey Everyone! 

So this was going to be my very first Rap….However, it’s better off as a poem, right now anyway… It just didn’t sound right…Maybe need to re-work it some more or just write a completely different one in general. Or just go with the flow and let the words come out….I feel it brewing inside….

Let’s take a journey through the Inferno of my mind…..
Where all of the voices and the darkness collide….
And your serpent inside is skinned alive….
And hung to dry….

Dark gray crimson skies…
Barren cracked grounds, trees burning awry…
She’s coiled in the distance….
Her head raises in an instance….
Gleaming her red and green eyes….
An abominable size….

With her scales of beautiful reflection,
She fooled you once with such sly deception…
Raping your mind,
Destroying your Soul inside…
Waiting now to take your Life….

No weapons in sight….
Only the fangs of her venomous might…..
The cause for this fight….
A path for the Light….

Standing with no fear…
As the serpent comes near….
Her tongue hisses in your ear….
And you take that first strike….
And dig your claws in her eyes….

She twitches with fright…
And lashes at you to bite….
Her fang hits your arm…
You scream in alarm…

That Venom you feel….
As you fall to a kneel…
No time to heal…
This battle is all too real…

A Conquering Will Down Inside you emerges…
As she raises up to you and scourges….
You lunge your teeth in her flesh,
And rip some scales off her neck…

The blood drips down…
It’s starts to spout…
She shrieks and wails…
And whips her tail…

You fall to the ground…
By a fire on a mound…
And pull yourself up looking all around…

Bloody, shaking, battered, beaten….
Not defeated.

You stand tall once more….
You have to win this war….

She thrusts her fangs toward your head…
You stumble down as you feel dread…
Yet she misses and hits the tree ahead…
Now she’s burning and she’s red…
Pretty soon she will be dead…

You pull yourself up to your knees…
And crawl to her throat so you can seize….
With all your strength from within….
Your fist rips through her skin…
And with your bare hands,
You tear through her glands….
Throwing her jugular all over the lands…

The serpent now hardly moving…
Her death now a-looming…
She takes her last few breaths….
As you make your way toward her chest…     
You dig your nails in and peel back her flesh…
Watching her final heartbeats….
As you skin her alive…
Now you hang her charred hide up to dry….

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