I believe in anarchy,
Terror in a victim's eyes,
Chaos and hysteria
And in agonizing ties.
I believe in blood-stained streets,
Knife blades glinting cold and stark,
Casting Black Knights into light
And dragging White Knights into dark.
I believe in fire and flames,
Laughter, slaughter, numbing fear,
Gunpowder and dynamite
And smiles carved from ear to ear.
I don't see why it's such a fuss.
Why are you so serious?