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Re: The Book of Weapon X

Not by best work but here goes.
My apologies to Billy Joel.

Sung to 'New York State of Mind'

Savage State of Mind

Some folks like to get away
Take a holiday in the back woods
Start a fight with a grizzly bear, feels so good
But I'm floatin' in a test tube, of experimental brine
I'm in a savage state of mind

I've no need for movie stars
In their fancy cars and their limousines
I want to slaughter creatures, under the evergreens
I need to cause bleedin'
And I don't want to waste more time
I'm in a savage state of mind

It's not so easy living day by day
Out of touch, with what may be true
So now I need a few bones to break
Or a Hulk, to run my claws through

It comes down to reality
That's lost to me, 'cause I've let it slide
I have no idea when my brain got fried
I don't have any memories
I left them all behind
I'm in a savage state of mind
Oh yeah

It's not so easy living day by day
Out of touch, with what may be true
So now I need a few bones to break
Or a Hulk, to run my claws through
Who, oh, oh whoa who

It comes down to reality
That's lost to me, me cause I've let it slide
I have no idea when my brain got fried
I don't have any memories
I left them all behind
I'm in a savage state of mind

I'm enjoyin' my adamantium laced spine
And I'm in a, I'm in a savage state of mind

A cloud can change its semblance, yet retain its will
With the intimacy of destruction, One knows what it is to be alive
The empty sky holds no reflection, for sorrow
- Eslo Rudkey

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