Rage'n Curtis - Hit man

I am a killer,
born to serve.
Raised without care
I have plenty of nerve.

I'm in the buisness
of killing and death.
I do what I do
I have nothing left.

I am ruthlessness
in human form.
I slay without mercy
I'm not to mourn.

I do the dirty work
for bloodthirsty men,
who have alot of
money they want to spend
to put someone's life to
a screaming end.

I now know the purpose
I have on this earth.
Dont free me from my burdon
and rid me of my curse.

Somday when i'm dead
and my soul is submerged,
I hope to be rid of
my bloodshed urge.

Rage'n Curtis

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