Killer

We know why we haunts the world.

We know why we lust for blood, but the lust will never be quenched.

We know why we want to kill, but the feeling will never be satisfied.

We know why we hunt, but we never become full.

We know why we are, but we cannot grasp the when.

We know why we haunts the world.

We kill the souls so that we might live.

We rape the lands so that we might grow.

We plunder the goods so that we might flourish.

We demolish the world so that we might become something.

We know why we haunts the world.

We are self centered.

We are narcissistic.

We are blemished.

We are unloved.

We know why we haunts the world. 

We want it dead.

Unliving.

Barren.

Only livable for us.

We know why we haunts the world.