Blasted Explosions echoing my mind The hunters Carving, slicing, kniving my soul Hunting with no weapons But worse I cannot run No flight, no escape No place to rest, haunted through life Blood red collection of remains Long ago they cut my heart To take it away from my life To sustain their conspiracy Forced to live through all this Amputated of the will Own treasures crippled before born The human doctrine is to follow Preyed upon the gutted Individualization failed by amputation Preyed upon the gutted Becoming suffocated - blood red evisceration