Man's Laughter

Bloodied axe upon me;
And all of them flee.
Before me, a bloodied sea;
I long not to see.
What's this? Heads on a tree?


Laughing softly they go;
For my blade does not know.
Red sweat struck upon their brow.
Freely now does blood flow.
With this arm, lives I shall mow.


Madness now taking over--
Need not to take cover.
Repeat I shall never;
Evil in me now and forever.
Darkness bind me now and forever.