Ultimate Fighting

previously - "coming this afternoon..."

9 pm is still afternoon :)

"Sword fights with blades held tight, slice, dip, and parry, with all your might
Muster up the strength to protect your life, Victory is found at the end of the night,

Grip the biceps of the adversary, take him to the ground, throw him if you can, but keep your footing sound.
Guard your hip because you often run away, and if he touched it you'd have to stay, no longer able to remove yourself when the situation made you afraid

Guns blazing in a battle, wits removed,
Explosions sound around your head, though none are passing through
Blood oozing out the chest, new cavity formed
Created by the heated lead, pray that dusk is reaching dawn,
Just need one more day to carry on.

Short, brief, terse,
The ephemeral curse

Life is but a moment,
You are like the vapor
No hand can demand to hold it,
No tongue can pray to savor
The fleeting pleasure that deceives
Life, existance, being, a much to costly luxury



Blessed are those who wait upon, the Word who spoke into the non
Gave existence it's definition on, the very day He suffered wrong,
Unjustly mutiliating spawn, laughed and cursed our very God,
But praise His name, for they knew not, he gave us everlasting life, when he endured our rot.
Our costly existance was fully bought, on the tree, that very spot, up to which every sin was caught, and then our God our sins forgot