Controlled Intensity…or Complete Insanity?
This world is not for me….
I try and esacpe but voices keep me chained like a ****in ANIMAL…
Chains, restraints, rules…things like this are destined to be broken, no, ****in shattered.
You bring me pain, but it only keeps me moving, lets me know im still alive.
I take my pain and agression out on you…iron…in my sanctuary…my place of utter insanity.
It is an out of this world experience…
The bells bang, the set begins
I cannot hold back, cannot stop myself.
Adrenaline hits me and I plow thourgh my last sets like a ****in train.
My body screams in complete agony, but my mind laughs in disgusting pleasure.
The cold steel feverishly begs to crush me, every single fiber in me fights, like there will be no tommorrow…fights till 300lbs become a feather…
The the few hundred pounds of cold iron, crash on the ground.
I stand, letting my self catch the smallest glimpse of self victory.
My face is be drippin with sweat, nose pouring fresh blood, painful tunnel vision and a pain in my stomach that im sure will result in vomit.
I love every second of it.
