Saint Maria (STAND WITH ME) Saint Maria stand with me above then all, Saint Maria (GUIDE MY HAND), Saint Maria guide my hand because its time to start WAR! (WAR!) WAR (WAR!) guide my attack as I take the enemy down, guide my attack as I take the bodies to the ground, guide my fists as I throw them like stones, guide my strikes as they kill young and old, WAR (WAR) it’s what the whole word called for WAR (WAR) feel the pain as I roar WAR (WAR) justifiable destruction, lava, earthquakes and tsunamis, Mother Earths fighting back, trying hard to stop me, but this is war and I’m better, but this is war and I’m stronger, FUCK this is war and I’m the destroyer! WAR! (WAR) feel my fire! WAR! (WAR) watch the whole world implode! (WATCH EVERYONE YOU LOVE DIE! DIE! DIE! WAR!) WAR!
Published by Matthew Tonks
People are surprised when reading Matthew’s stories that he’s a sane forty something year old, happily married, father of one, employed full time, who dreams of dark disturbing things that any sane person would never even contemplate thinking of. But it's true, he’s toyed with writing for most of his adult life, but has always found the peg a writer must fit into is not the shape he wished to be. His writing can be described as lamenting, long, concussive (yes it smashes you in the head), compulsive, and stuffed with rhythmic communication and violence, let’s not forget the violence. His own opinion on his writing is this, “You see, I don't just want the words to seep into your mind, but into your soul, showing you images of blood and beauty through, volatile language, violence, sex, love and sin. My muse takes different shapes, and every now and then you can see her shining her wicked smile in some of my stories, tempting you with her promises, but ripping your heart out instead.” So have a look, and take a seat in my wayward ride, as you join me while I purge through, this twisted road of madness. View all posts by Matthew Tonks