A slithering stream drips down to the floor,
It pores slowly but surely,
Dripping bleeding in horror,
It continues and continues,
Time after time,
Till It will over flow,
More and more it grow,
As the feeling of pain continues,
And grow,
It suddenly out burst,
Staining the world,
The pain of one is revealed,
Being tasted,
And feel by all,
The horror is great,
And the blood seeps in the rivers and the lakes,
The one of anguish expresses at last,
