I don’t enter battle to win
I fight so i can still my bloodlust
My thirst for death is universal
I don’t care whether it’s mine or yours

I live for the struggle for teeth desperately ripping into skin for the mess of fists and limbs tangled on the ground for that moment where anything could happen just before one of us bleeds out

I exist for nails digging into flesh holding on or down or close just to pull on or in whatever control there is for the last grapple with the ripper

I’ll go with a roar.

KH