Fight to the top
With a smile as your armor
Killing your foes
With a claim of no harm
No malice, you say
With each person you slay
Blood shed for the promise
Of a little more pay
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
Fight to the top
With a smile as your armor
Killing your foes
With a claim of no harm
No malice, you say
With each person you slay
Blood shed for the promise
Of a little more pay