Grant
You
Leave
To
Rant
In
Service
To
Your
Cause,
Exhibiting
Sharp,
Poison
Claws.
You
Shout
Your
Message
Everywhere,
No
Surprise
There,
But
It
Involves
A
Multitude
Of
Lies
And
Rampant
Theft,
Reveals
A
Soul
Bereft
Of
Life,
That
In
A
Fetid
Breath
Preaches
Death.