Crumbled kingdom
Dead piece of life
With nothing left to burn or kill inside
Dark trembling monsters
Surrounding me
Elusive shadows flowing through the air
I swallow all
As my lungs burn
Crawling, bleeding searching for a pulse
So far from the eyes of God
Mud stained martyred body
So far from careless happiness
Pulling out the tool
Of frantic devastation
In a ditch dying lonely like a whore