decepticon mercs poem

Decepticon Mercs
Evil
Demons
Darkness
Anarchy
No rules
Claws of steel
Eyes of anger
Fangs of execution
Mercaneries of the streets
Taken by the ghost of the lights
Not a army
Not a family
Not friends
Not enemys
A group
A slaughter
Each other food
Each other bait
Each other soulless
Each other demons
Each other killers
Evil in a large package
Flyers
Tankers
Speeders
Demons.
Energon in Our bodies
Sparks dark as the underworld
Screams to fill your ears
Growls to scare your doubts.
Speed to locate your spark
Guns
Claws
Blades
Bombs
Cannons
We run in a pack
We hunt as a pack
But we aren’t family
We aren’t friends
We aren’t enemys
We are a group
To kill is are pleasure
To hurt is are laughter
Our pain is are hands
Are tears are our eyes
Death is are friend
Hell is are home
Heaven is are enemy
Good is are blood
Demons of the night
We kill who stand in are way
Mothers
Fathers
Kids
Leaders
We don’t listen to you
We don’t work for you
No alliance
No peace
Nothing.
You cannot stop us
Eyes glowing red
Decepticon loners
I am Commander hawk
And this is my Decepticon
Mercs.

-claps- i love it!