to most normals...

i'm an outcast

someone who is different...

someone who chose to be

this way..

because he

didn't want to be

normal..

he stands out...

some call him hero

for the things he

do

some call him

insane

because he doesn't

do normal things

his path isn't easy

not many are

like him

or

want to be him

he sleeps...

he eats...

he dreams...

of glory...

of decimation

on the platform...

nuthin else

matters..

not even the

meaningless rules

of normals..

they do not apply

here..

reason and logic..

doesn't exist...

only one man...

one path...

and the fury of hell

burning within

him..

forged thru battle

with the iron

strength of the

descendant

of hercules

many want to be

him

few aren't

WARRIOR

its his profession

its his fuckin job

he doesn't go in

to talk

play games

look at skirts

he's on a mission

hell's fury

is burning

in his eyes

his veins

pumped full

of god-born rage

his muscles

made of

steel

ready to decimate

at a moments

command

his body

forged thru pain

that creates

freaks and monsters

he carries with

him

the implents

of destruction

the tools he

will need

to destroy

puny mortals..

they do their part

they play their

games

they keep the

equipment warm

until he arrives..

he walks thru

with a purpose

as if he's in the gym

alone

for no one

except his kind

can walk with

him

he sees his enemy..

like a warrior

sees the wolf in the

cold

the rage within

is causing him

to shake and stir

about

in sheer anticipation

of the hell

he's about

to wreak

mortals...normals...

they scatter about

knowin

that stepping

in this juggernauts

path

means

destruction

with every passing

set

rep

pound

the warrior

gets stronger

his rage grows

as the pain

become greater

he only continues

to be

stronger

he thrives

off it

he loves it

he wants more

his roars aren't

screams of pain

they are roars

of the mighty

enough

to even make the

ice-cold

iron shimmer

and the earth

tremble..

but his rage

is controlled

it makes him a

madman

ready to destroy

he stalks about

the room

pacing back

and forth

like a grave beast

his jacked

appearance

makes normals

tremble

as they can

clearly see

a greater power

lies within

that is coursing

thru his his

engorged veins

and making his

eyes turn

crimson

when the

warrior

is done

he is never finished

for today was

just a battle

in a greater

war

within himself

he wants

to become

more than a

man

to become

what many

will fear

he will become

his path

is not easy

its a long hollow

dark mile

the lights are out..

he clearly

only sees

his goal..

his mission...

that lies ahead

he's never

satified

always wanting

more..

cause the iron

is his true ally...

it never lies...

it shows mercy

and it grants

power...

and it forges him...

not many understand

it

he's beyond normal

his insanity and

intensity

are sometimes

one in the same

call him psycho

if it makes

u feel better

call him a monster

if it makes u

feel normal

call him an animal

if it makes u

feel mortal

he unlike many

puny mortals

chooses

to shed the human

born chains

of limitations

and strives

to achieve

what many fear

to do

to forge himself

into a being

superior

than normal

thru pain that

not even

physical pain

can penetrate

but thru pain

from the

iron

he laughs at

it

the sheer thought

of it

he knows

it will make

him stronger

defeat...

he knows not

of it

for he doesn't recognize

it

only as an opposition

a challenge

that he WILL

overcome

with heart

determination

disipline and

dedication

a fire that

rivals that of

hell

and would

burn the

heavens afire

a juggernant

that can't be

stopped

not even by

the limitations

of mortals

cause he won't

demand nuthin...

he will just take it

its society's

worst nightmare

come to life

a man who

thanks to the iron

is the only reason

he's not unleashing

hell upon

puny mortals...

they are amusement

to him..

so what do u think?

is this the path

u want to walk?

are u willing

to sacriface

much in

becoming what

u think is

impossible?

are u willing

to cast away

your ego

to shed those

mortal chains

and become

more than that?

are u willing to

do whatever it

takes

to evolve?

are u willing

to take the hours

and hours

of battling

the cold iron

as a job?

are u willing to be

a WARRIOR?

its what i am

ask yourself now..

what is your profession?

and i will tell u

mine..

aaaaaahhhhhhhhhooooooo!!

aaaaaahhhhhhhhhooooooo!!

aaaaaahhhhhhhhhooooooo!!

i have work to do...

TB