Trichoptilosis

Elegant veteran war elephant, the doctor is in;

So you best be taking your medicine.

Better yet, words are framed for the betterment with embedded lead.

You can break my legs, but my mental state is the only thing that can

keep me in my bed again.

I'll kill for my family, you best think twice if you care to threaten them.

Violence is a misdirection,

lest I have to slit the throat of these hessians.

You put a man toe to toe with me, I'll get the best of him,

because I'm not as minute as the best of ten.

Marked my doors with lamb's blood,

you heathens best get to fretting then.

My mind rhymes like D-Day on that Normandy beach,

when the chaplain blessed the men, then sent them in,

rifle magazines loaded with the seven deadly sins.

 

I'm probably one of the most dangerous men

in the world if I want to be.

But I never wanted to be anything but me.

I never thought I was normal, never tried to be normal.

So, who am I? No, who are you? I am me, and this is true.

 

Flora and the fauna left choking on the sawdust.

Nerve endings more similar to the live wires these rats gnawed on.

Take them out back, and hit 'em up like Mad Max with the sawed off.

Grinding every single second, in my sleep I talk shop.

And if you ever try to knock me from my top spot,

I'll pop shots from the passenger seat of the cloth top,

Snatching for that lockbox is a sure fire way

to get your jaw knocked off.

I'm not just talk like you chickens,

Bawk bawk, wearing out my sole, walk the block.

I'll murder you with this fine wordsmithery, leave your mind state in pieces, smithereens. Call the cops.

Won't do much, I've bought 'em off.

You don't know what darkness is,

until you see the Devils I've foughten off.