A Beautiful Massacre

Look for me in the whirlwind,
find me in the storm..
With lightning in my grasp,
I will never conform..

Spare me the speech,
Reason's not within reach..
Retaliation is inevitable,
Makes for an easy impeach..

Deception strokes perception,
I've mastered the Art of War..
Earth as my canvas,
prepare for the Masterpiece in store..

I stampede along the plains,
stealing hues from blades of grass..
Creating the night sky,
with the Darkness of the past..

A giant impedes the path,
He's victimized by smooth stones..
Bloodshed covers the ground,
making a fence of his bones..

Rain drops rapidly,
resembling a haze..
Reluctant to slumber,
I recover from a daze..

I refuge in the wilderness,
as normality is set ablaze..
A Beautiful Massacre,
Picasso would be amazed..