Subject: Chaos Grin

Status: Mercenary

Have no fear

No feelings

Followers or leaders

Guided by instinct

Fed by insecurity

Smell the sweet scent of opportunity

On my right sleeve I carry the signs of my ancestry

My left cheek still bleeding from the kisses of my enemies

Availability to the highest bidder is never cheap

Disposability

I have no use for long term loyalty

I’m their heroine, an answer to their prayers

Care and safety from what they’ve done, what they’ve become

I’m their heroine in a world of make-believe

I’ll sort out everything that they have done, what they’ve become

And I know you know it

Subject: Chaos Grin

Status: Mercenary

Have no fear

No feelings

Followers or leaders

Guided by instinct

Fed by insecurity

Smell the sweet scent of opportunity

See these leeches

Vain creatures

Treacherous dreamers

Arse-lickers

Power worshippers

Behaving like sheep?

They are my prize pigs

My special treats

My favourite love buddies

Junkies, freaks

I sell them dreams and milk them till they bleed

I’m their heroine, an answer to their prayers

Care and safety from what they’ve done, what they’ve become

I’m their heroine in a world of make-believe

I’ll sort out everything that they have done, what they’ve become

And I know you know it

I know you know it

Dear God, what have I done today!

Dear God, what have I done today!

Dear God, what have I done today!

I tried to behave

I tried to behave

I tried to behave

(But I guess I failed)