A sea of twisted shapes

Seek salvage from this carnage

Frustration deep inside

Writhe in almost rage

A tortuous embrace is embedded in their minds

As hands from above grasp

Emptiness they find.



Paralysed from neck down

Like fluid drinks

Pressures increase on flesh

Excruciating pain...



These mindless thoughtless fools

Corrupted in mind

Crying out for the death

Innocence they find...

The silence looms before us,

Free of trouble and strife

While bodies pile in hundreds,

Free from the gift of life.



Drown in misery

Deadly inner sense

This place of doom

A sacred shrine

Eternal punishment for all time.



The deadly inner sense