That look of fear
That icy stare
Run down by a Russian
Hunter there
He sits taunting
Thie victim who is under the snowmobile
In view
Clearly feeling the wounded state
All the vehicle all the weight
Bearing down on a body wild
That clearly now is being defiled
But a torturer a lousy git
Videoing live
Complete shit
He needs a going over he
Is abusing the wild soul
Obviously
We all are witnessing its demise
Its mortal fright
Is no surprise
A craven hearted wretch we see
Who seems unconcerned
It feels to me
Fails to see the wondrous soul
Prefers to tease
Such a role
Unimaginative all the way
His karma worsening by the day
Whatever happens here
That idiot will lay for this
The great god ANUBIS has been informed