The Dodonpachi

Mangled into who I am today
Steadily twisted into barbs
Alone with my despair and confusion
No desire to save your world
Only determination
Keeps me on this meaningless path
Crumbling laughter filled with madness and hate
Bees sting until they're fucking dead

A weight settled in broken people
Anchors sinking the heart in blood
Crawling even without wings
Killing, is the fate of bees

My last moments
Filled with hate
To my last drops of blood
I'm stabbing into the world
Only sadness
Is passed on
Scars upon scars
Becoming Dodonpachi