War Machine
ShareI am a war machine
my sole existence is to seek and destroy
I have no cover
only my weapons of offensive destruction
they produce panic whenever they are brandished
rocket launchers on my shoulders
missiles in my wrists
warheads in my biceps
50 calibers in my knees
point the demons at me
see if they don't flee
you can even point out the fallen Lucifer in my direction
even he will scramble for futile protection
I am an instrument of warfare
He who sent me needs not concern himself with my body being flown back
my adversaries are the only ones wondering if there's enough bodies to withstand the onslaught
bullets that would riddle my flesh face deflection
I'm covered by armor that was blood red that I had painted black and white
so the Demons would not flee when they first saw me
but due to the fact that the armor strengthens me to superhuman degrees
they only figure out too late that it is too late
that the same blood that defeated them courses thru my veins
so I stand on the battlefield alone
the adversary gone
War Machine stands alone
my sole existence is to seek and destroy
I have no cover
only my weapons of offensive destruction
they produce panic whenever they are brandished
rocket launchers on my shoulders
missiles in my wrists
warheads in my biceps
50 calibers in my knees
point the demons at me
see if they don't flee
you can even point out the fallen Lucifer in my direction
even he will scramble for futile protection
I am an instrument of warfare
He who sent me needs not concern himself with my body being flown back
my adversaries are the only ones wondering if there's enough bodies to withstand the onslaught
bullets that would riddle my flesh face deflection
I'm covered by armor that was blood red that I had painted black and white
so the Demons would not flee when they first saw me
but due to the fact that the armor strengthens me to superhuman degrees
they only figure out too late that it is too late
that the same blood that defeated them courses thru my veins
so I stand on the battlefield alone
the adversary gone
War Machine stands alone
(tm) Daniel Johnson
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