onsdag den 8. januar 2014

A little story

A little story for a day
There is regular in it own way
It takes place in a school
At morning filled with fuel

The protagonist steps off the bus
Music in his ears time to focus
Class room seem normal
A room full of civil

People who try to have fun
and get by till the day is done

A call message from the head
We're under attack it said
But how can a school be a war
It not this society's core

Masked men with guns break in
A voice yells begin
That's in the protagonist head it heard
And now his vision is blurred

The are bound and put to the floor
The safety is no more
An hour goes by
Lucky no one had to die

The protagonist go an idea
He say to the mask "come here"
I need to take a piss
But with no hands I'll miss

They go to the bath room
Now there's only one guard in the classroom
The protagonist's hands are unbound
And he's throw the ground

In one of the stalls
But he notices no guards through out the halls

The guard has his back turned to the stall
The protagonist opens the door and kick the guard to the wall
The protagonist take the guards knife
Now it's time to slice and dice

The protagonist put on the clothing of the guard
Now the action is going to start
Going to the classroom
He'll know only doom

Cause the voices tell him to kill
Just kill, kill for you're own thrill
He stands in the doorway
No one notices that this is not okay

The guard is an easy target
Pow! shot! Death's the only exit

He cut the rope of he classmates
But death awaits
A guard in an other room
Rush towards his doom

Kick the gun out of the protagonist's hands
Mano a mano they stands
But the protagonist has death hands granted
And now his hands is tainted

He throws the mask and walk to the door
His love calls to him
"Be careful, don't get yourself slain"
"Are you insane, this is all just a game"

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