I walked out my door,
Getting ready to go out...

A Dark mountain shades the land,
spewing smoke through the sky...

Running faster and faster through the weeds,
Over branches, around big fallen trees...

Reaching this deprived city,
On the outskirts I stand...

Location:
Standing in the courtyard...

Arriving at a quaint old little village,
On the outer perimeter of a large town...

My eyes steady on my desired prey,
as she slowly turns and comes my way...

This is dedicated to the memory of BOB.
Bob was a happy bunny...

So Bob this crazy mad bunny,
Is up to no good again...

I once worked,
For an auto parts chain...

Days full of dreams,
Cities full of screams...

The heart is cursed and full of pain,
Ready to burst and pop all its veins...