Violence is like a crowded and noisy room with no escape
Violence is like a bullet flying into its new home.
Violence is like a man being assaulted in a bad way.
Violence is like a screaming woman as she sees a corps fly to the ground.
Violence is like a black sky in a bloody street looking for something.
Violence is like a demon dragging people into the darkness.
The demon looks over at the city it's deserted the demon smiles. Its job is done.
