Who I am

Look Into my Eyes.

Know that I am considered a monster.

Think you know my name?

Am I a psycho?

Or am I a bringer of death?

The fallen or the forsaken?

Deceiver or Monster?

Fighting this is hopeless.

Who I am is important.

My actions seep into your brain.

How much time before you go insane?

I’m infecting your mind.

Breaking through your lines.

Blackened skies.

The night is coming.

Are you prepared?

No three headed dog can control me.

You disapprove of my actions?

I’m surviving the hells that was brought to my door.

If memory serves, I’m going to be hated.

But I’m fine with this.

I won’t care for your opinions.

Opinions aren’t important to me.

I’m my own self-critic.

No one looks at me the same way as me.

Why would your opinion matter of me?

If I critique myself in everything I do.

You should open your eyes.

I am not here to be your slave.         

If you are worried about my mental state.

Then ask about it.

Don’t come and throw accusations at me.

Try to make me feel uncomfortable with my choices.

I’ve had enough.

My life.

My decision.

Want a part in it?

Then you will stop looking down on me.

If not?

Then leave my life.

I’m in control.

The night has come.

Red eyes in the darkness.

I got you now.

Who am I?

I’m the one who fights for his own survival.

Don’t open your mouth on things that you can’t comprehend.

Better be quiet.

If you don’t understand what’s happening.

Then don’t made your fucking judgement.

Your gods can’t reach into the land of shadows.

Where someone like me lives.

Godless survivor.

With a greater comprehension of life than you.

Try to poison my mind.

I’ll cure your sickness.

Don’t try to speak with my authority,

I don’t find that entertaining.

I’ll oppose your actions.

Speak against me and I’m laughing.

You can’t claim to be the older when I’m the wiser.

I know how the world works.

I see it in another light.

Who am I?

I’m the night wolf.

They call me Nachtwulf.

An identity I’ll happily accept.

It’s who I am.

My reality.

My life.

My actions.

Hate me for it.

You can declare me an idiot.

But you should know.

I don’t fucking care for your opinion.